A Lie By Brian Nyoto

My finger moves an inch

Ready the red envelopes

Chop up the tomatoes

A rose strapped to my chest

Fill the crimson balloons full with luscious warm air

The aura is but deflated

Icey drinks quench the never-ending thirst

My distress expands. My cup is half empty

My orbs gaze at selfish beauty

Beauty that is not mine

My red lips wish to blow a somber kiss to her

She actually came!!

A surprise as cold as my tongue

Everyone is jolly

Songs of glee reign supreme

They see my half full glass and shout for joy

She sees my wonderful scarlet garment

You see a passionless moment

I see a lie