Quiet place

Mad girl's love song
by Sylvia Plath

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
( I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
( I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
but I grow old and I forget your name.
( I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved thunderbird instead;
At least when spring come they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
( I think I made you up inside my head).