MasqueradeA Poem by WolfThe emotions of a man in love expressed deep within his soul
Will you ‘dance’ with me, around and around we go in circles
In tandem, this dance of life, toe-to-toe, step by step Echoes of disbelief and mirth, Cupid strikes once again, I’m falling, I’m lost, your eyes seek me out, like the tigress who stalks her hapless prey Yet I hide behind this mask of desire, for mine is a position of power and prestige Victim of intrigue, or has my eternal quest realized its finality And my resolve to find what I’m looking for continues… unveil the mystery, my duchess Am I back to square one, or have I reached full circle Is this the end of the line? Or is it just a masquerade? This manly passion, the fire in my loins, this intangible desire To conquer, to make you mine, to possess you, Helen of Troy Further from the truth, this is my addiction, my faux pas Fiercer than ever, am strung out on your love Kaleidoscopic, myriad-like, emotion has taken over me, reason has abandoned me And I find myself in a trance, vice-like grip, stronger than ever If it is finesse that I possess, all you offer is naivete, and it will suffice Mesmerizing, when you hold me in that gaze of yours, let go yet don’t let go Cleopatra, is that your name? Woman of all women Then my name is Antony, and I bow to your earthly graces Back to square one, or have I reached full circle Is this the end of the line? Or is it a masquerade? © 2010 WolfAuthor's Note
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