by Amanda Blanchard

I wear my words like a cloak,
hiding the truth of myself –
pretty words paint pictures of things not meant
while disguising what they really are –
am I so bold to be so honest ?
honesty is what you see,
but only in deciphered tone –
without the key what sense is this to you ?
I can speak of love and lust;
let you in and tease you with my vision –
you'll never really see what I see,
but I love that the words have an effect on you

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