Pluck a Spell

all alone it's late at night
naked, writing, thought I might
pluck a spell, a chant, a hymn
from somewhere inside deep within

to express the way I feel
are you out there? are you real?
I see visions in my mind
reading your words every time

cogitating, stroke my beard
ever since you appeared
ever since and long before
you are someone to adore

are you out there? are you real?
can you feel it when I feel?
resonating from afar
we are like a double star

ever since and long before
all alone and wanting more
to express the ways we feel
are you out there? I am real

all alone and late at night
naked as I sit and write
from somewhere inside deep within
dreaming and imagining