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.)