Description : a masked man looks over the sun from a window. © Jasmin Bataille 2021
The morning doesn’t sleep enough
Just like me
The sun can be golden or yellowed
Teeth carnation red by the blood of passion
And our eyes let it be
And our hearts let us see
Beyond the standing ovation.
Behind the curtain of blue silk
Lay down the demon
The angel
Who vowed to beauty and hell
Hollowed eyes and glittery soul
That all colours clash together
In harmony...
Oxymoron!
Ah! A big word
Ah! A big stroke
Paintbrush scratching the canvas
Anger can be purple and blue
When the bruises turn older
And green and pink and rainbow
Just like my heart
As much as the sun
In the meantime
Go from gold to yellow
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