A Disguise Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

A Disguise



Coming to the ball
each
and every being
masqueraded unto
themselves.
Heavy masks
each hand
is well...
concealed.
Reaching
over one shoulder
for the cheese.
Champagne ignored
as that
would, reveal
poached eggs.
Perfume, cologne
unmistakably
brief.
As the melody
of love once
in the air.
unbeknownst
danced.
Cheek to cheek.
Face to face.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Prince Obed de la Cruz 24 December 2009

very good... your write poetically! By the way, MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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James McLain

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From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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