“Parables Of The Delicates”

Insightful mannerisms, delighted to meet my isolated stay

You caress and then show

More reasons I abide by your nature and create velvet sheets that bleed for your sake

Don’t lose his care

Pardon antics that the past presents holy

Parading the troubles and facades that he once deemed fair

Pieces of you, redirected to create the eagerness in me

Hear my song, as the poor man begs and weeps

Fragile is a word that often gets misused

Detailing the difference between the hurt and wounded, but who’s really the one getting abused

Creased denims with forsaken desires 

The lustful taste of satisfaction 

My queen when my eyes are low, the sensation to become higher

Addiction at its finest peak

In time, we learn to trust what we truly believe

In certain moments, we should also learn how to navigate how to tell fairytales from make believe