It's only when the tangent thorns shedded my blood
I realised you were the impostor of a lively squirrel
You camouflaged the hue of my lovely chandelier
Only then I got to know that you were the sinful chameleon
You enlightened me red even in gruesome black nights
Mesmerized me sane in the colorful palettes of twilight
For even lively squirrels are naive and mild
I doubted and guessed it all right
Though you really were a chameleon
But your infinite beauty I mistook
Mortifying my opinions
You're not what you almost exactly look...