Dreaming of the box
Buried deep under soil
A box of dreams
Where hopes never go spoiled
In your embrace I revel
But it is too good to be true
Without you I shrivel
This conundrum - I give up on you
I must run far away from your gaze
That your thoughts elude me
I am running in a circular maze
No, they won't let me be
Why torture me this way
Sadist that you are - why won't you
My nights are endless and my day
Is spent dreaming to be with you
I stand on top of you and see
Myself inside, lying down in peace
I am curious and I dread this scene
Go away box, go away thoughts. Go away please!
