Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
Who Was That Mask Man - Poem by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
He told me
Of his need for me,
Pledged his love
For all eternity.
I surrendered completely
Glowing for all the world to see.
Then one day he rode away
In his Sparkling Black Charriot
With hubcaps shinner than a silver bullet,
Never looking back.
Who was that Mask Man
Disquised as love?
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