Soft sounds of distant poems filled the rancid air br Along with restless whispers of Romeo's heir br A theater filled with consuming empty chairs br Warned me again with my forbidden prayers br br Not far away I noticed a faint light gleam br Coming from stage lights that lines up in a seam br The curtains fall and so begins the theme br Of questioned feelings that makes you wanna scream br br Sat beside you as Morpheus entered your dreams br And made you part of his mischievous schemes br By rendering stolen glances as they steam br And reigning over me like someone supreme br br Could I say that I was not aware br Of the consequences of that anxious stare br Or was I too sad or too willing to share br The selfish reasons for this silenced despair br br Curtains close and so ends this familiar theme br Of queer feelings that still makes you wanna scream br br ~mingbr br Inday Prisingbr br