Wilted persona
Beautiful ignorance
a tale of light and dark
shappen lips-
we deprive ourselves

Taste.
lust of envy
our denial is criminal
bitterly off tasting
selfish.

There stands a vivid canvas
it reads eggshell
a Polaroid picture captured.
Sincerely empathy,

August night, we painted the windows fog
panting, we breathed
the color spectrum
dawn on me
my glorious illusion.