caricature

I am creating a reality that involves you in it

Needn't be the trees shedding it's leaves the way my tears do 

Nor am I painting a caricature of your flaws that I see as perfection 

I shade in the hues with roses and peonies 

I know not , this caricature I hold of you 

Flawed perfections so imminently defined 

Does it scare you to know I know you?

Does it scare you I see you?

I needn't need to shake your tree to blow the loose leaves away from the unwatered branches 

No, you do well enough shedding enough tears to drown me in your sorrow 

I am all but a buoyant soul avoiding your tortured self

Yet how is it you have successfully devoid me of love ? 

This relationship is as toxic as red camellias

That grow a shade my eyes have never seen

Perhaps this is why I choose to blind myself willingly 

Pretending you are all that I need 

I know not where we go from here my love