Delineate The Masquerade Poem by Victoria Annette Bailey

Begin with the shadow
Of a woman’s face entwined
With an accessory that weaves her
Through the dance the glides inside.
Sketch out sweet, sweet nothings,
Between the stranger and the mask,
Weave in the enchanting lies
Apres la dernière danse.
Theatre mask belonging
To a velvet lacquered stage,
Hides the serpent and his queen
As they dance among the sage.
Illicit artist draw us
As we waltz in through the doors
Forever in each others arms
Forever is no more.