Twilight's Eyes

The doors are open..

Queue the score..

Queue the music..

Feet hit the floor..

Steady movement..

Costumes shine..

But I stay focused..

On what is mine..

His mask is brilliant..

A great disguise..

But he fails to hide..

Those twilight eyes..

Approaching me..

My heart races..

My eyes dart..

Across hidden faces..

His hand takes mine..

He pulls me close..

Our hips pressed..

And touching toes..

His eyes gaze..

Burning into mine..

We get lost..

In frozen time..

We dance..

Across the floor..

A masquerade..

And nothing more..

I know it's him..

But he doesn't know me..

My love for him..

Cascading rapidly..

As we dance..

Our spirits float..

His twilight eyes..

His long black coat..

Envelope me..

And we soar..

Lift me high..

Above the floor..

Our hearts do race..

As we release the embrace..

The night is ending..

Farewell, masquerade..

Reviews

[Autumn]

I thought this was really good, but I would suggest seperating the lines a little bit. When I was reading it, the flow was really good in my head for most parts, but a few lines felt kind of out of place. Overall, I thought it was a very good poem ,and I could see the images in my head.

[SpokenWord]

I like the flirting in this one, the innocence of love or the beginning of love. It was easy to read and to catch the flow of your rhythm. I think the masquerade ended to fast, I wonder what happened after the party?