au revoir simone - stay golden( my dream of you myshkin)

I had this dream off you love, may I share...
I walked down your hallway-it was bright from sunlight a slight dusting in my eyes- I kept walking
and there you where in a room with a high ceiling- you where standing in front of your easel painting with colors that where alive, love alive, I mean they spoke back and moved by themselves on the canvas-and in the room people and caracteres that you spoke about, wrote about where watching you love....you told me to stay silent-so I would not be noticed.... by your side a pile high of green wine bottles, I asked if I could have them-to much to carry I rolled them all the way down the bright sun lit hallway..down the stairs and into the yard next to your paintings, I think the one of me was there?..I made a tree for you love and ran upstairs to find you, I called out your name, twice maybe more, the room was colorless now, the hallway shaded I walked down the stairs- i think I felt scared and cold, as I walked back into the yard I looked at the tree and heard you call out to me love, there you where.. you myshkin in every bottle-