I dreamt a dream of sweet kissesand tender flesh'til the sun broke the silenceof night's reignwhen I rubbed the imagesfrom my eyes.My skin seared from hot nightsor something much worse.

Pressing palm to eye,I tried to stamp out the emotion,but a crimson light blinded meand a red moth fluttered aboutmy head.

Someone whispered an apologyfrom a corner across the world,and I saw I needed itmore than I did not need the pain.