It's amazing, what you come up with when you're not trying....

Pale skin blushes whitely
Under moonlight painted red
Soft hands touch – then
Fade silently, slowly away
Memory grasps tightly
Unwanted visions creeping home
Sing yourself to sleep, sing
Sad songs remember all
No good words, passing rightly
The chance untouched
The choice untouched, and I
Stand still, standing alone.