Masterpiece

Recreating the buzz of my past
However brief that might of been
Scattered puzzle pieces remain
From some long forgotten song

Sometimes I hear it in a memory
Trying to catch important details
Every time it seems within reach
Before the light starts creeping in

Slipping into a vivid daydream
Digging through flavored nostalgia
I hear the rift but not the snare
Trapped inside this perpetual loop

Aroused by mental masturbation
Wanting to unlock this inner mystery
Retracing every single movement
Only for fate to thrust me awake

Chasing after that seductive tease
In hopes of just catching a glimpse
She is perfection hidden so deep
Beautiful melody stains cursed lips

Clock will strike midnight soon
Ready to dive right in to slumber
Maybe this is finally the night
I get closer to my masterpiece