Subconscious

So close - yet so far away.
Soaring through the vast darkness
Of My Dreams.
White lights flicker off and on
Like nerves twitching in excitement.
A hand attached to nothing,
A heart pumping colorless blood.
My mind translates a symbol
Of The Life.
A floating sensation,
Three gunshots are fired,
A færie dancing wildly,
And ghosts steam from my sea.
And lust never imagined,
And never to be done.
Subconscious holds its secrets
Like a loaded gun.