Chameleon Love
In pretense to earn affection
Published in
May 15, 2019
Chameleon lover
She has no shade of her own
Just a reflection in please to whom she's owned
To believe she's owned
A blossom in black, my lady in black, or another reflection to replace the withered black Rose I plucked
Chameleon lover
She shed off her skin in moans to vague pleasures unknown
Flaunts her shade of red from a distance for show
A touch close to the lack of pigmentation, she's obviously green with no imitation
Chameleon lover
She's ready to please with every step she takes
A shade of your taste, she baits and she waits
She's your perfect shade from a deceptive distance
A touch closer, she's just another chameleon in an instant
Chameleon lover
Your green was admirable
But for your shades of deception, your claim of love is deniable
