maybe
i am just another
con artist,
who pretends
to be
what he is not,

who pretends
that his sheet
of paper,
is the inviting
warmth
of your skin,

a pretend
tattoo artist
with a quill,
who keeps trying
to fill colors
into every inch available,

with stories
of stars, suns
and moons,
and the earth
the winds
and the rains,

maybe in reality
conning himself
more than even you,
by living
in the belief
that someday,

these falling
raindrops
just might,
carry all these colors bright
and seep into
the heart of you.

© vidursahdev 2022

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