Vision on this image,
I'd like to say it was love,
Heavens laugh at me tonight,
because what I'm thinking of,
I know it's not right.

Evision your hands across me,
holding touch of leather,
I'd like to say that I loved it,
caught hooks of scars forever,
is something I'll never admit.

Entity so unknown, known not wanted,
Imprint of this two-faced culture,
Losing something unloved to lost,
Unwanted demon, scavenging vulture,
Today's love is at a cost.

Finally, night is old, and dawn is suffering,
Sight has grown, but eyes show nothing.
Lie naked, but covered completley,
Stripped emotions, hidden briefly.
Being naive left so descreetly.

Only left with empty hands,
and open soul,
too much shame,
for time to hold.