Mask

The stars of heaven caught the mask


Two eyes watched clouds of Black


The colours of summer are now over.


Conceal my disguise songs of water.​

When you listen to the waves


When you lay at the sea


There is the sweetest smile


There is the longest weep.​

Far it’s, so far, the evening’s feel


You can see the barrier that watch my dreams.


There, the mask of everyday


There, the mask the veils’ rain​

When you listen to the waves


When you lie at the sea.


There is the sweetest smile


There is the longest weep.​

[COLOR=seagreen]Then I wonder about if masks are going to fall[/COLOR]


[SIZE=3][COLOR=seagreen]Then I wander about if masks are going to fall.[/COLOR][/SIZE]​

 

Very well your poem

 

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Beautiful poem.."the longest weep".. captivating phrase.

-congratulations!

 

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