Sophomore

Dreams again

I’m just a girl of translucent dreams
Faced by shame of face
Aroused in vision, lacking in wills

Joy intervenes where idyllic and realism meet
Oh shush, reason, for thy skills surpass my mannerisms
Sloth is my one true friend
Shame him, I dare not

Rather, to lay in the bed on indifference
And prostitute away romantic notions
To those willing to pay with
A percentage of perfection or companionship of perception

Till doth the stars cease their shining
And this solemn sinful self
Be left solitary amongst its own imagination