Dreams haunt me from the core.
Let him not see my face.
I don’t want fate knocking at his door.
All I need to do is not look him in his eyes.
He will not notice and not will be here.
My lack of desiring re connection will be my disguise.
I don’t let him scan my well known face.
I’m going now, running down the stairs.
Out if this man’s sight.
I was never here.
My love will not leave a trace.