I think about
your pretty face Lady,
its beautiful contours,
its kind features,
the way it lights up
when you see me
walking your way
& such wonderful thoughts
take my mind
out of this world,
out into the stars
of the universe,
into an ethereal-place,
where dreams come true,
where I call your name.
But I've been told,
"In space, no one
can near you scream."

Well, I'm here to tell you Darling,
"In my empty room at my place,
no one can hear me
scream your name either,
except my dog and loneliness
& neither one of them
is listening or even moving."