The warmest lie

I know what sadness' like.
I have unsmiled, but undeepened.
These are the weakest acts of
My experiment with your reality.
I have uncolored my ~Tres belle~
And polished lips with
~La mentalite universelle~
My soul is cold in hue, but
Hot when I apply
The richest shade of colorful taboo.
Imagination reins as fifty shades
Of blue - the warmest lie.
And then... I smile. The rainbow's
Coming back. A new reality
Claims, "what the heck?" And then...
New flash is taking picture
Perfect. You see my new selfie.
To love yourself, the only one,
Who won't ever tell you lies...
A hue of empathy* uncovers souls
Where graphomania consoles
Their deepest dives.
 

07-Mar-2017

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*Love


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