Salted fluid slicks over emerald orbs
Cowered beneath thick, twisted spikes
Emerging below garnet-flung, crawling mesh
Painted, piercing and glazed to taunt and tease
Jewels return to ore-state through memories
Clouded with chemical, vitreous pain
Innocence now hidden, can be feigned
Softness in kohl betrays shattered illusions
Knowing lurks beneath, flashes briefly
Entwined in snagged, ancient silk
Replaced with fantastical view
Playing out with one pure look
Chasing another knowing glance
A schizophrenic vision, premeditated
To make you mine.
~ Copyright Charlotte Sometimes (SRWB) 2008
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