Black Mask Disguise

I see your cloak
In a crowded room,
Your face
Releasing the light
Into the inevitable gloom.
The scar in your eyes
Sees
Behind
My black mask disguise
And all self control
Leaves the room.

I move through the crowd
The voices carry; loud
Needing to
Need to reach.....
You.

I see your cloak,
black;
Moving through the voices
Moving away.
My cry breaks the room,
Your eyes
Falling upon my open disguise
Feeding into my tomb.
Pearl white fingers
Reach for me
Shadows rise
Tears set in my eyes,
I dare not move.
I feel blind
In the by and by
Waiting for the cry
Until I feel your hand in mine,
In the mist of the crowd;
Voices no longer loud.
The room is still
In the silence I feel
Your face
Releasing the light
And the scar in your eyes
See
past my
Black mask disguise.

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