i adorn my loneliness
with dreams of you
of bangles and colors
with sweet eyed innocence
but as reality painstakingly sets in
those bangles break
the colors dull themselves into shades of obsolete gray..
once again, over the bitter, unforgiving night
i begin to gather the shattered fragments
with my bleeding palms and trembling fingers
and put the pieces back together
to adorn my loneliness
with dreams of you..