Many times they told me
you were just a cheap illusion
I, absorbed in full blown colour
Interprismatic seclusion
Just mirrors giving precedence to
sequins, beads and shines
Amass, a mixture calling,
silent crystalized designs
Such a simple little cannister
bejewelled and constrained.
In just one twist, you'll never see
such symmetry again
Continually changing
in this world where all reflects.
Kaleidescope take me away
from all at which I'm vexed
My simple little charmer,
hoarder of hypnotic lure.
Master of the elongated wink,
optic guider of the tour
