Lady of the Night

Just read the poem, and you'll understand

I see her in my mind, and at night in my dreams

She is a nameless face in this world of screams

She taunts me with her body and flirts with my heart

And not knowing who she is just tears me apart

She is out there in the real world waiting to be unblue

I hope to find her someday and make both are dreams come true

But if we do not meet what will become of this uknown love?

Will we both perish and ascend to the world above?

Or will this abscense of love lead us down below?

Where we burn in unloved agony and yearn for another innuendo

I sit alone and think think these thoughts ,while she frolicks in my head

And I hope to meet her somday before we are both dead