I Dreamt of You I dreamt of you last night. Your hair like midnight silk, Your lips like rose buds, Your eyes like fire. They burned through me I saw something in you I recognised. It was the first time we met. I dreamt of you last night. Your smile, Your honeyed voice, Your body pressed warm to mine as you swept me off my feet. You made an indelible impression. You gave me your grappling hook and said I could owe you. I dreamt of you last night. You appeared like a faery in the cemetary while I cried for the dead. You bewitched me with magic. I saw you slip that device in my pocket. I knew that you knew that I knew. I let you track me anyway. I dreamt of you last night. Your skin warm against mine, Shaking my hand as your gaze arrested me, That look thrilling me, All gratitude and warmth for what I had done. I didn't know then what it meant; That you would betray me. I dreamt of you last night. Sleeping down the hallway from my room, Creamy white skin and soft cotton sheets. If you were Snow White I could be prince charming, I could wake you with a kiss. Thoughts I dared not acknowledge, Not yet, Not yet, Not yet. You were never Snow White anyway, you were the Black Widow. I dreamt of you last night, You, with the trident in one hand and the gun in the other. I, shoving it to my head, telling you to look into my tear filled eyes and pull the trigger. I wanted you know you meant something to me, In this strange world you no longer knew, That I saw past your rage, fear and loneliness. That you'd already broken my heart. I dreamt of you last night. I awoke in a house that was not my home because home is somewhere I can't be amongst the relics that remind me of you and my stupidity. I dared, in the blackness of last night to acknowledge why it hurt so deep. Oh, I wished things were different, how I wished that I could come to you. I dreamt of you last night.