She lusted after an icon,
of whom she deemed a king.
But paramnesia was her mindset
confusing everything.
A distortion of the truth,
fantasy became her game.
She liquefied the night, and
the morning after
poured like rain.
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: March 31/2015
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