Impression, impressions, dearest of Friend; only when impersonate wins.
by Maurice Antonio Tuck
Caressing an ear, vicarious dear; unnoticed its notorious will.
Lethal nectar-its ebb of life-festered with hidden plight:
Deprecating its finished feat; peeling the veil of its true entreat.
Banishing, banished in decay, impression shipwrecked another masquerade.