Drop, Dream, slow – break quiet.

Dream bound of hearts

Burning in dark and the moonlight.

I forged your heart by fire,

Through fractured dreams, undone, unloved.

They are yours.

Dreams made in the heat and the blacklight.

Boxed inside my own beating heart

And yours.

I'm not sure about this one. I'd go so far to say that I preferred the last one - so disregard this one if you're not sure. However, even if I did prefer the last one there's still a lot I could do to it so keep them reviews a-comin'!