The Ball
As aloof as I seem to be
Like a masquerade ball
I'll hypnotize you with obscurity and mystery.
Staring straight through your opaque façade,
Crimson and ebony float around us as we mingle together.
As I cut through your image, I'll suture you back up as well.
I'll veneer your personality and become aloof as death puts me
to sleep, because I only own the night.
5/28/17 date
Copyright © Kristina Bruni | Year Posted 2017
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