Masquerade
drowning in waves of chiffon
perfection,
a smile, a mask to avoid
detection.
duckling from a swan,
transformed,
shadows hidden by the storm.
crimson tears which fall and
shatter,
upon satin sheets which roses
scatter.
nary notice by passerby,
lost in the velvet which veils
those eyes.
praying to gods, who never
were there,
gasping for water, thirsting for
air.
seeing the world as only blind
must see,
from behind the mask, from
upon my knees.
fuschia trickles down my
breast,
exposed to all, unlike the rest.
shivering, forcing a head held
high,
never to be known by an
unveiled eye.
puddles of satin slither by,
licking softly upon my thigh.
warm, familiar, but frigidly
new,
reminiscent of someone, once i
knew.
a familiar kiss, a familiar touch,
one can only hope so much.
yet, different now, in a familiar
way,
a smile of blue and eyes of
grey.
what once was gone, now is
here,
stronger, softer, no less my
fear.
years ago from yesterday,
silent, for lack of so much to
say.
sugared lips, colored in despair,
tasting traces of sweetness
which once was there.
suddenly, lifting my chin
towards the sky,
pouring my soul from within
those eyes.
from the thunder, comes the
rain,
from the passion, comes the
pain.
what i'd been looking for, for so
long,
is something i've already seen.
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