Dear Inconnu
Dear inconnu
If I must be enthralled by something
I saw it to be you
I'm enmeshed in the prism
your song of solipsism
I need your protein
I want your feist
I crave your grand cru
what shall I do
It's stress I guess
supernatural king
with your burning ring
your canvas occurs
in my nightly pictures
a rock replaced my soul
which you now control
I gawk into your pupils
and it captured my will
I lay in the perfume of your memory
dear Inconnu, where is your key?
Copyright © Stephanie Cupido | Year Posted 2020
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