I walked into a sketch I drew
The white streets turned to an alleyway
cnd I sat down to have a drink
Savoring this calm disguise

I saw a girl go walking by
Her white dress blowing in the breeze
She turned to smile at me then said
Follow me but quietly

I never asked your name
But you feel like ectasy
I wish you'd stay but watched you fade away
Illusions of reality

I went back for another drink
I sat patiently but you never came
If it's ok I'll stay some more
Escaping reality