Ends of existence with a lover (2022)

 every night i fall asleep to the sound of your voice

you sing me unintentional lullabies

to which my words will never reach. 

and yet, as dusk envelopes the scene 

and the sky turns a solemn black,

it is you who accompanies me

into the depths of the subconscious. 

a realm of bliss and ecstasy,

one that has no room for technicality 

or margin of error, no.

in this space built up by nothing more than fantasy, 

the only two to ever be found

are you and me. 

-c.s-m