A Musician And His Influence

Once a dreamer, now being dreamed
Twice an offender, now an outcast
Influences from, whatever he'd seen

Her brunette hair acted like a paintbrush against a sunset
Her mind wandered like a lost traveller
Her body curved with every step
And she, like him, had a dream

He met her with no contact
Night filled with her pleasure
Contact was, now emotions high
His stardom, and her dreams