From time to time, we're all dazed,
confused, perplexed, puzzled and phased
in a collage of light and sound
fixing the location of a reality more profound.

Darkness surrounds me, in a forgotten vale,
where everything is pure and nothing can fail.
Finally I allow myself to pry into an unconscious maze;
friendly voices, soaring, encircled with a tick haze,
are closing towards my talking orifice,
with a menacing fiery glare, they won't miss.
A kiss of pure ecstasy makes me sing like never before,
tunes that echo with altered tones; the merry men of Nevermore.

Suddenly, an image most foul and deceitful,
of an evil spirit or a warlock as angry as a bull.
Threatening our innocent souls, he glared with pure hate,
eyes of fire and putrid breath with words that shocked our faith.

But to his surprise, our mutual love was impregnable,
together with our beliefs of freedom we were unbeatable.
He had no choice but to fade back to his reign of lie,
no more evil, no sinful thoughts, no time to cry.

Now back I was without a further thought.
A damsel; the angel of death she fought.
'Worry no longer my friend,
this will never be your end'.

And so it was, that the day came by,
it was allover, we didn't even say goodbye.
And as my story ends,
our life continues with all its bends.

NC - 08/05/2000