You're always smiling in my dreams
Fell over me, like humid sweet
August days, and wake me with
Soft lips, like bumblebees
They only sting my consciousness
Slip out of sleep and left here cold,
And left with nothing, always

You always smile, nights gone by
In drunken, foggy scenes
Replayed over again, always have
The memories, boxed walls in
Pale dull shades, the clicking clock
The empty days

Powdered sugar lips and candied hands
Spiderwebbed tongue and stolen glance
A smile as thick as viscous honeyed suns
Pale strikes the wayward cheek
I have to sleep...to know you're there

No voice, just heavy
Black folds of fabric fall over again
And you smile...
Stealing my dreams from me
I could pretend you were never there
But the (lush) barren shores of sleep
Always collect the remains of those
Who, maybe, used to care.

-Kim Hunt
8-22-00

Epilogue:

And some said I could find him, 
make some impression...
*laughs* he's as far away as 
anyone else, 
and always was and always
will be...
and who can and ever will, 
understand another...
not meant to be


Closer Still:
the watery light that mirrors in your desirable eyes 
the way you move your lips 
while talking to somebody else 
i move a little closer just to hear what you say 
you speak of loneliness but here's a soul adoring you 

it's a wounded heart 
it breaks in two 
and in it's pain 
it sings for you 

it's a wounded heart 
that feels afraid 
moves closer still 
fulfills its fate 

your freedom's poverty that you do not recognize 
the way you stalk the night 
while talking to somebody else 
i move a little closer just to know who you are 
a slightly glowing ember i'm the breeze igniting you 

your smile incredibly sweet 
that's what i cannot bear 
i seek the friendly water 
anything to sooth my desire 

you're moving out of my night 
and there will be no dawn 
all that could have been 
remains with me internally lost 

-Wolfsheim