Trapped in lines of light blue
words spill forth
spinning incoherently
a design of no meaning
begging
some semblance of truth
please
oh but to lay it down in black and white
plain against stark canvas
the reality
too great
no I can not
this design; too lovely
this dance; too soothing
save your truth
no thank you
reality has no business here tonight
a soothing stroke of ink
that is all
pretty words
flowery phrases
cover the loneliness
the desires
lurking
behind the pen
sleep my partner
allow this luxury
no insight tonight
I've had enough
I want only to play
see my words dance the page
feel the flow of paper and pen
keep your honesty
your insight
your reality
my apologizes
I can not allow it
I refuse; you see
I want only to play
let me dance
I need only tonight
tomorrow I promise; reality can return
Until then my love; sleep well