Your face reflected in my thoughts has risen to my mind once again,

No substitute or sensation has brought more than the feelings within,

Though you’re not truly here I see your face so clear I feel your breath,

My heart and mind knows my need so desperately as I’m near death,

Concrete covered with my waste and seeping blood is no comfort,

I’ve traced your name on the floor but liquid in flow makes it distort,

It’s a wonderful life I’ve lived as I’ve had great thoughts of loving you,

Can’t go home, don’t fly away tired spirit, this is possible to live through,

Dreams of kisses and love have pierced my mind so deeply I live,

Breathe deep and exhale upon my neck so soft that I might relive,

That moment not long ago yet within eternities grasp it now seems,

Wickedness fills the air of tortuous beasts that destroy my dreams,

At desperation’s door I was retrieved before falling off the end,

Your kisses upon my torn lip brought lift to my soul once again,

Only I saw you here to save me before I faded into the darkness,

There’s an open door at heaven’s gate to be welcomed by holiness,

Cold sweats have flushed the nasty residual from under my skin,

I’ve turned the other cheek to ignite life anew with this I can win,

Another dream of a time long ago when afflicted by their hate,

It’s sad that such darkness returns so much I can still relate,

Your face reflected in my thoughts made it possible for me to win,

No substitute or sensation brought more than those feelings within,

Though you weren’t truly there I’d see your face and feel your kiss,

My heart knew my need was your love, I pray you remember this.

The end, by Pat for Patti