Mad Girl's Love Song (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 a thunderbird instead; 

At least when spring comes they roar back again. 

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. 

(I think I made you up inside my head.)"