Alone in bed with not a soul to cling to but myself
Nothing for my blankets to cling to,
To wrap around,
To engulf,
But me.
Solitude

I breath in the dark,
And with every breath the darkness swells and contracts
Swells and Contracts
Swells and Contracts
Rhythmic

My eyes are closed, and my vision shut off.
I feel all images.
Depth

I listen quietly to Where I End and You Begin.
Just whispers in a musical silence,
With not a sound to be heard.
I feel all noises.
Mystique

And in all of this,
I feel as though someone is in bed next to me.
Feeling my images and noises,
Thinking my thoughts,
Sharing my solitude,
Rustling my rhythem that swells and contracts,
Swells and Contracts.
Presance

In the corner of my mind I sence their presance,
But just out of reach
From where I lay and am confined to.

I am stationary
Pinioned to my bed
I can not move my limbs, but if I stretch out my toes,
I can almost feel their body move
With every breath.

And the darkness swells and contracts
Swells and Contracts
Swells and Contracts

It's as though we're in a dark place together.
A dark place that holds no threat.

In this intriguing dark place,
There's a link between our minds.
And we're sharing the same thoughts

In this dark place,
We're in complete understanding of one another,
So there's no need for us to touch.
And we dont.

Together we feel our rhythem of the darkness as it swells and contracts
Swells and Contracts
Swells and Contracts

In this dark place
There's a link between our minds,
A link between our thoughts.
We are one in the same,
...And he is always just out of reach.

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