Masquerade Poem by Miss Poetess
Masquerade
Knowing to move, or just to sway
was the emotion poised to me this day.
Feelings new and almost surreal,
allowed my heart to stay.
Again, new to this playful game
I came and watched the man untame;
the playful beast within me still,
ever knowing, yet so lame.
Giving in to something new and fine
I gave my best, ignoring time.
The realness of our lives, at best,
was ours to have, indeed, sublime.
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