masque

I miss you
when none of us
is ourself
and both is standing
behind our masques
begging for a smile

(some would call it foolish)



Poetry by Ace
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Written on 2006-02-22 at 18:55

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Zoya Zaidi
Some might call it foolish,
But I would call it bright!
Behind the masque,
There is love alright!

(((hugs Ace, a poem bright))))

Love, xxx, Zoya
2006-02-22