Masquerade
faces shadowed
sneered lips
dragon tears
heady sensation
head so light
falling forward
sensual delight.
Silk against bare skin
whispered kiss
sliding
awe struck…..
never having seen…..
splendor as such.
Gold inked panels
marble veined floors
country girl
big city man
sweep me off my feet
take my heart
take my hand
hold me close.
Masked ballet
time to say hello
fizzed drink
something is wrong
fear
spikes through me
swirling
twirling
falling…..
awaken
altar strapped
gown rent.
Look around
no escape
men
only men
leer round
ready to gape.
Mama was right
ran through my head
faded though it be
ain’t no man so generous
without wanting to take
something sacred
something you will not want to give.
©April 15/20
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This is brutal and paints a visceral, violent picture without using explicit imagery. The picture you have used adds to that foreboding sense of dread.
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Thank you. I thought I was going one way and went in a complete different direction. And then I had to find the picture that spoke to me and fit the poem perfectly. That took me a bit lol. 🤓💜
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Yeah…tell me about it! Finding the right image can sometimes take longer than writing the actual poem! 😄
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😂😂😂 I know right????
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