Haunting moments slip by with cat's paw evoking conflicting emotions of love and desire
As I lie upon the palatial bed resting my chin against the palm My image in the mirror sleepwalks
Echoes of distant gypsy drums in rhythmic chaos, I hear gazing through dripping darkness beams of brilliant moon chisel my desires
Tides of thoughts respond to these deeply narcissistic impulses Beneath the layers of solitude my mystic brush begins to paint vibrant hues upon the canvas of lust secretly spread!
