I can’t get her out of my head.
Obsession, that grievous disease.
Haunting specter, malicious ghoul,
flee from my sanctum, my sanctuary.
This is the void, empty, dynamic.
This is where I create, where reality is my own.
This vast expanse, now narrowed.
Amidst the darkness a light shines on.
Like a spotlight it shines on one thing.
Only one thing. You.