Every Night is a Masquerade

We don’t need

Fairy lights

Or violins sweet

No ball gowns, no hats

Or turquoise plumes.

There’s you

Then there’s me

And a roomful of people.

Dancing in triangles

Moving in circles

There’s love there’s wine

And torches we carry.

That mask is yours

This secret, mine

You pretend, I lie

Night after night

The masquerade

Must go on.

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*title inspired by Absolut Masquerade

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