fragments of hues
are what orchestrate
my soul,

the rhythmic beats
of my heart are what
the devil and I dance to
when the moonlight kisses
the sky,

the words that spill from
my tongue are chrysalids
to my thoughts,

a radiant luminescent
of gold penetrates
every cell in my body,

the light blinds me
from every smile but yours,

the gleaming ineffable
twist of your lips engulf
me in hatred,

I don't hate you,
I hate myself,

for I've become
trapped in the labyrinth
of a dalliance only painted
in my imagination,

I can't do this again,
I won't hate myself again,

I've become weak
from the eloquence
that shackles your words
and the pigments of mocha
belonging to the irises I've
grown accustomed to,
gleaming to impair my
vision,

Once again, you've
devoured my strength.

[ofc my fav poet helped with this one too DeepiReside ]