Reflets dans l’eau




Instant sentiment of raptures

I endeavour for natural vitality

Morning monologue as nudity flatters

Each droplet mirrors false majesty


Warmth releases a tear duct surprise

A shimmer from my mask

An aqua erosion of internal lies

Brainwashing a foregone task


Crying stream, combines

to reveal the true date of my time


Bared in true reality

Gazing out of falsehood

A vigorous shake of frivolity

Washing away me, being now understood


My darkness drains away

Are spirits waiting to play?

Entranced by the clockwise spiral

My skin covered by a veil that is viral


Though cleansed, I need for nourishment

Innocence seeking encouragement

In the shower I stare

At a skin once fair