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