subconscious

if the only thing

I have left of you 

is in my dreams,

give me nightmares;

because babe, 

you always 

end up being 

the one

to save me

in the end.

to the unnoticed

his heart is gold

gold like kings 

gold like he sees,

my heart is black, 

black like space, 

black without grace. 

and only black. 

not silver, 

not gold;

just black.

unseen and 

under cover

I sit still;

and he only sees gold.

                       photo by me.