Mad Girls Love Song by Sylvia Plath

Mad Girl s Love Song A poem 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 moonstruck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head. ) God topples from the sky, hell s fires fade: Exit