Sa
06
Feb
2010

Chill Time
every story
has three sides
mine
yours
and
the truth
betraying shadows gliding
along walls of cold perception
cruel masquerade hiding
behind green glowing eyes
jealousy a nasty infection
my mind a tributary compromise
.
groaning noise escapes
teary visions silhouettes
undefined creepy scrapes
heavy shivers through my bed
hedonic pleasures false and bland
alone lost in paradox assumptions
reflections of your shadows hand
put off final seductions
.
no ghosts ever scares as such
an unfaithful lovers touch
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