My Venetian Mask

Since time of old From times gone by My mask is worn by and by. Days become months Months become years that are preciously dear My mask my mask please always be here. To many a people Through many a place My mask I wore to hide my face. My masks, though many, behind which I hide ebbs and flow just like the tide. Changes it may To people I choose, to those near my heart to those I fear I may lose. Years pass by For my mask and I Taking it off I dare not try. Only pieces and glimpses Of my hidden face beneath Would I only allow those close a tiny peak Wearing my mask hiding my face This I thought, would keep me safe. Then one day This one I did meet This one that I knew, this one that I'd keep. Fear filled my soul For this one looking at me wearing no mask at all Causing my precious masks to begin to fall.