its new, its foreign your form I’m adoring your frown I’m scorning I just like the way you do you so unique, so new so hot and so blue so me but still you hand on my thigh as you drive down the avenue the first one to engrave their name in my heart the first man to deserve his part in my art of delusional confusion, idealistic intrusion with a sprinkle of disillusionment thought it wasn’t for me, too many days spent in existential worry wondering how it would work for me or if it would hurt me but I throw caution to the wind and trust my wings to maintain my grace on the breeze love is just as simple as it seems
In its caves of insolence, night hides its diabolic secrets when light sows its golden pearls across the horizon. It paints its treachery with the innocence of the morning light like a master-chameleon that wraps its lies in a psychedelic charm.
A rainbow once disguised its radiance to become the shadow of night and smeared its leaden drops of deceit on the angel-white glow of the clouds.
Perhaps, that’s why we are the way we are – living in different skins!