i am,
but an illusion
an object of your desire,
your lust.
like a mythological creature
i emerge
my intoxicating perfume
trailing
fading.
i am but a facade,
a cover of my true self,
strangely erotic
exotic
neurotic.
screaming through my looking glass,
sheltered by my defense.
can u see whats behind my shell ...I am what u perceive of me.
