Life Invisible

I’m reflected in the eyes of your dream

I’m not there, I simply seem

Can I restore myself from your imagination?

Is that a realistic, reasoned expectation?

I was myself till I became two

My dreams, fears, memories, then you

With time I became what you imagined me to be

A victim, a sorceress, a lone sailor of the sea

Then I left your dreams

Our epic turned empty reams

Searching deep inside your core

I could not find myself anymore

In your dream mirror my image’s gone

Disappeared by psyche’s magic wand

Am I a now imaginary being?

Or have I lost the art of seeing?

Perhaps I’m now some software ghost

A character absent without its host

A sister of fabricated mystery

Lacking any vital history

But I’ll dream instead that you’re not real

Some dimestore villain, a classic heel

I want to live though love is lost

Our love’s dream bridge? I never crossed

But I’ll dream of you and as I dream

You’ll be there and come to seem

The lover I always wanted to be

In that dream, there’ll still be me