This Celluloid Dream

Calling tears from deep inside, oh, you're so exquisite.

And in the mirror, all midnight eyes.

Oh, if I could remain, but it's just a visit.

All midnight eyes read "vacancy."

Twisted, twisting.

To the lovely dancing lights,

I begged, "May I cut in?"

but they never stopped playing "their song."

Of a joyous song they sing,

I've heard whispers.

On a freezing note, I resonate.

Just like romantic verses,

just like a joyous end,

just like a memory, it twists me.

You land as lightly as the new snow, cinematic,

onto the melting boy and melt away.

You light as gently, you're so cinematic.

Bathed in your radiance, I melt.

In the glitter, in the dark,

sunk into velvet praying this will never end.

In the shadow of a star,

in static pallor,

I realized I never began.

All the colors upon leaving will turn to grey.