Sincere Blunder

I ponder your feelings towards me
with sincerity and distrust
An organ shattered in hues of blue
that corrupt my inner crust

For how can one speak so freely of love
when surely im another figure
Can you not lay waste your lack of taste
that has me in your arms?

I must admit on days of grey
I often wish for depature
For thoughts of shallow feelings
leave me dead without blunder.

Sleepingwillow.