The Colour of Feeling

Every year a new smell
The rush of memory
Scents of style
The cars of fragmented ambition
Drive down the years
Hidden in your smile

The party's promise kisses fools
Entertainment cries
"I take up space"
The nights of false colours
Melt like ice cream
Running down my face

Crystal shards of lamented dreams
The wounds are openly bleeding
Blood of dragon's sting
The engine whines to acquire
The navel of the Pigtail Queen
The crown of the Misfit King