"oh, belle ombre"

At night as i lay in bed alone with the vacant half of my bed cold...i drift

Elevating towards the ceiling replaced by the entire galaxy above my exposed and naked body...he is

Trapped inside my shadow ,though i cant touch him i can feel the warmth

As it moves around my body gently clinging to its source

My eyes twinkled just a bit as the stars stained my pupils..they shined

Like diamonds in a river on a bright and early morning..its shape and texture defined

Sublime it was indeed to find out this was all just a dream

Which i would soon wake up to notice that all along ive been asleep

To travel through my conciousness in desperate hopes to find my shadow

In the image of a king or in the image of a pharoah

Missing the way it protected me and put my mind at peace

The other half of my moon, the one to make my soul complete

A figure of ny imagination thats nothing more than a vacant spot in my bed

Nothing more than a dream .. a dream that never leaves my head