Encore of my Life

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Why did I come?

I am not sure

Why an old mask?

Maybe I am insecure

I have lost a friend and now chasing a shadow

Next I will be talking to ghosts

And communing with spirits

Now to say my hellos, and goodbyes

I feel his eyes on me

Flights of fancy

I imagine slate gray eyes

On a dead pan face behind a phantom mask

I could swear I feel those eyes caressing me

Making me instantly glow behind my intricate mask

It’s time to go, I cannot take this wishing

While I turn, tears in my eyes, you step up to me

Arm drawn out like I belong to thee

As though on cue , the waltz takes off for you

My mind hesitates

But my traitorous body has already fit itself to you

Flawlessly, like lingerie to a harlot’s hips

The world subsides and it’s just you and me

There will be hell to pay but I rest my head on your shoulder anyway

Between us, there is no arms length

Propriety be damned I need a memory to take home with me

I breath in, but wait a minute could it be?

Full of wonder and confusion as you say that name you have for me

Said with  a reverence and wonder that make me want it to be

Making short work of your mask and mine

Looking at me your noisy eyes speaking volumes

How could I not know? How could I not see?

You shatter my life by tying me to thee

For an extended moment I am floating on a cloud of ecstasy

The silence in the room pulls the blanket from under me

I beseech the world to open up and swallow me

The shock and disapproval

Such displays are simply not done

As I hide my face in your shirt wanting to crawl underneath you cloak

You step up without missing a beat

“Although its been long in coming

I am a happy man as you all can see

I am proud to present you future Queen,

My wife if she will have me!”

My world has stopped

Life is so unreal!

Would destiny give me my friend and my mate

Wrapped in dashing phantom

Surely for a homely lass such as me?

If the crowd has a say, I guess she did!

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Seperate Minds

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I am one and twenty

………………………………….She is one and twenty

Over the hill, past my shelf life

………………………………….At her prime, ripe and luscious

A spinster due to my finicky ways

…………………………………A feisty swan among docile ducks

Maybe just a future inductee to the spinster circuit

………………………………..I have to earn her love, I need it!

To be pitied and propositioned

……………………………….I will offer her all my wealth, my life

Maybe become a kept woman

……………………………….My position, my rank, my heart

Maybe traded for rank and dowry

………………………………I will give up my crown if she will have me

Maybe forever chaste like the virgin queen, I shudder

………………………………She can have the world if she wants, will she have me?

Oh well, lets enjoy my twilight years, who knows

…………………………..She holds court in her glory days, so beautiful , ethereal

Maybe my phantom will sweep me off my feet one day

……………………………I will fight to call her mine someday

My childhood friend, standing companion

…………………………..The love of my life, my heart

Sometimes I wonder if I stand between him and love

…………………………Does she love me, would I make her happy

I dread the day a lass catches his fancy

………………………..I shudder to think someone else could make her happy

For then who would laugh with me? Hold me or dance with me?

………………..Another man touching, holding or even sit by her feet

Call me selfish but I need him free to be with me

…………I would have to leave, retire to the country for with this I cannot live

I will be brave though, if I lose him I will be brave

………………If she finds someone I will wish her well, and wish him death

What if he were he? What a twist that would be!

…………………Maybe go over her head and ask for her hand from her sire

Off we go again, a smile firmly on my face

……….. The world intrudes again, maybe tonight I can steal another dance

What is this? He won’t dance with me? I am upset

…………………………………..I cannot do it! Destiny has broken me

Phantom standing between him and me

…………..That eager expectation as she  looks for him in the crowd and not me

Since the masked ball he won’t touch me

………………………………………I went to her and she walked away from me

Will barely look at me at all

………………………………………….not looking back, walked away from me

Trembling at the sight of me

…………………………….It’s so hard, my body shakes from wanting thee

Is his broken heart taking him away from me?

…………………My heavy heart needs to get away from this

Or maybe find with whom I am meant to be?

What I forgot to tell you

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When we fell in love

I forgot to let you know

There will be squabbles

I am sometimes unyielding

Sometimes inconsiderate

Most importantly

I have a lifelong affliction

Poor moderation syndrome

Where all the symptoms above happen together

When we fight, disagree or separate

Lets not talk about it

When the anger and hurt die down

Kiss me on the lips

If you want to keep playing for keeps

Kiss me on the cheek

If you want to be friends in a week

Kiss me on the neck

If you want to skip everything and get to bed