illusions

the black ink spot on my fair skinned hand, 
stares and stares at me.
Denial cloaks the hole in my soul, 
and rewrites reality.

magic and lies

As darkened hues of blue, fight and scare away the orange streaks of sky.....
come smell the fragrant flowers of night, and dare enchant these lovers' lies.

reflection

These sanguine seas with silence surround, 
and trap these thoughts in fear profound, 
and as your blood oozes and mingles around, 
your smell still lingers in me....