I see You

Regale malevolence,
Beyond those uncharted territories of coy,
And Vagrant tentacles of warmth,
Roams around in art
A deardrie – plush sound abound
Aches

Somewhere black,
Serenades swift bruises,
Hoards shadows,
Would succinctly bare
Delectably draconian
Manicured sensibilities

Of

Everything.

Note: Written 12.40 pm, Aug 1, 2020