Primal Masquerade

To be trustworthy

Means choosing intimacy.

And winning my heart.

Holy Matrimony

Your need for power

Trumps the vows you spoke to me.

I stand defeated.

Paradigms

I’d rather be wrong

And have you say I’m nothing.

You ARE lovable.

My Box

Just like Pandora,

Opening my box won’t kill you.

Years should’ve proved that.

Haiku of Fear and Blood

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The things they teach you:
Don’t cross the low-water bridge.
Live the illusion.

An Ode to Dorian

The thin skin of time.

Self-deceiving words hold youth?

Root down to grow up.

Luminescence

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Fool! I can see you.
Still creeping in your shadows.
I am made of light.

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