Madness is a soul without home

I search you

Like a library

And read your eyes

Like ageless books

Your eyes invite me

To never ending journey

Of many many dangerous lands

I read the signs

Left on my palms

Like the complex trails

Left by scorpion on the wastes of desert

Madness is a soul without home

Yet you deceive me with the promise of home

Like the solitary longings

Of the honey bee

Let her be deceived

By the flower in the picture

I let you deceive me into false hope

In your love

I have become superstition

From the corners of my nightmares

Reality hangs

Like an oscillating pendulum

Of an ancient wall clock

Waiting for me to accept it

Shred by shred

Dream by dream

But

My love,

I am afraid

What if

Reality haunts me

Coils around me

Like a hungry snake

And swallows me into it

Forever!

I can't let you go, my love!

Such madness is madness to bear alone!