The Dreams

Dreaming of death
Corrupts my mind,
And yet in my dreams,
Gladly I will hide.
Because you are there,
My sweet sweet prince.
There in my heart
Where everything makes sense.

Dreaming of love
Kills my life.
Causing too much
Strain and strife.
But still I dream of love -
Lost and gained.
Hoping you will come back again.