The tapestry of the unknown
Tempts with blankets of illusion
Taunts with a smirk of indigence
Whistles part of your familiar tune
Waits in the unexpected moment
Courts with the familiar
Copies the past
Parts with emotions
Pulls at happiness
Courts with the familiar
Copies the past
Whistles part of your familiar tune
Waits in the unexpected moment
Tempts with blankets of illusion
Taunts with a smirk of indigence
The tapestry of the unknown
“There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors of perception.”
Aldous Huxley