Love Tricks I watched intensely as she looked into the crystals beauty, time, and Time again I ran the dream, what I could picture, remember, focus on over and over in my head, it fading like her, fading to nothing, I couldn't picture her, the world, the beauty yet horror of it all. I knew every detail yet nothing of its meaning as it faded away, who, what why? Whom be I? Gasping awake, I stare into the darkness, the safety of my bed, who is this figure with me? Seconds pass, it clicks, somebody, somebody I trust, who wants to help but doesn't realize he can't, even with him being here I'm left to wonder. Why has he stayed? Softly, like fresh cotton off a stalk, he speaks, no not speaks, it was to, to gracefully shown with care to just be spoken, "are you ok? I'm here. It's alright, breath." In my time of need, an angel? Or a demon in disguise?