It's Pinkness I Need

Pinkness I need neither white nor red, Sleepiness I wish, neither living nor dead, Loose grip of conscious, by a hard touch if it is raped, So soft is my unconscious, it will be reshaped, I am afraid my subconscious will suffer most, Nightmares I may face with a terrifying ghost. When the dawn broke it was a friend, I admire, Sharing a pink write and promising pink dreams tonight, Arresting the ghost who had enchanted my fairy, now free, Smiled and hoped, pink songs, pink dances, in a pink flush light.