back alley dreams

don't ever expect to really see me

not all of me at any time

i'm not just the quaint facade

that faces the street invitingly

i want you to know my other side

my dark back alley

the grimy dark underbelly

of my dreams

the part of me that is never sated

the voracious appetite for passion

the irresponsible need to risk everything

the fool that can love an image without substance

the part of me that sleeps in the back alley of life

darkly wicked shadow with coal black eyes

another resident of darkness

quintessentially real

a part of

tell no one you've

seen me