MISCELLANEOUS

CHATOYANT

Ineffable,

surreptitious, pathway to seraglio.

Oh, my penumbra love,

sex is no panacea,

ingenue you’ve become.

 

I’m not your harbinger,

Ebullience of deceit  to dalliance,

comely  to the  eyes,

meant to dissemble.

 

Over you I brood.

 

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