My Heart's Imagination

My heart's imagination has once again triggered into flight. Soaring through my head as if my heart's soul was searching for a familiar romantic light. Desperate in ways to romanticize my ignorance, I ask it to visit me each quiet night. I awake to notice the comfort that fades away during the passing day. I wish my open eyes would not allow my imagination to stray. Night falls and my sight will soon defect . An inner whisper gives me reassurance reminding me I'm not alone. I just haven't closed my eyes yet.