Femme qui lave la poussière tandis que les ombres se rassemblent tout près
Prompt
I’ll scrub away the dust and grime,
To save myself a little time.
But for the thoughts within my head,
I’ll watch the scarlet bloom instead.
The water clears the skin so pale,
While shadows tell a wicked tale.
One is a chore I must endure,
The other is the dark allure.
