As soon as moonlight flipped the page,
and gracefully took center stage,
I fell into your dream-like gaze:
a deep-sea blue, with a caramel glaze,
that has me swirling in a haze;
I think it’s safe to say 
I’m       
              stuck...
sipping on thoughts of you like spiked lemonade,
while midnight stars spell out your name,
and U-n-I (the universe) 
are pictured in one frame—
I!
I!
I...see reality can’t hold my flame,
and I snap out of your dream-like gaze
and those midnight stars begin to fade
and time steals memories of your face
till all that’s left is empty space
that will soon be filled with roaring shame–and!
. . .I know my ardent heart’s to blame
for letting me fall for hope 
                                                again. . . .

But I’ll never let my heart give in.