THE FLOWER OF DECEPTION
Scene 1 : The Untrue Guize
Coloured lines streak my eyes
Abstract patterns mark my face
Gold flecked across my cheekbones
Oh, how I left with perfect grace
Some eyes looked at me in awe
And some in unsettling desire
While mine searched for him as I sped
Looking for my sweet sire
With moonlight radiating from me as I went
Beseeching for his kind gaze
What came after was not expected
Everything became a blurry haze
Looking at me as he left
Finally his gaze meeting mine
Every hope shattered inside me
As a chill when down my spine
He looked at with
An unpleasant smile
With eyes that did not look amazed
And lips that couldn't conjure any praise
The ballroom turned cold and soundless
Only his steps echoing away
I stand as he leaves
My face turning gray
