Play-pretend​

Living in a play-pretend dream, 

Cardboard sun gleaming over a never-ending masquerade of cackling shadows, 

I long for a tender embrace and a daring glance, 

Lost in the symphony of passion and sadness. 

I sway in the arms of a featureless stranger, 

engulfed by his whispers of promises, lies, and deceit, 

dreaming of eyes, 

glimmering emeralds of a forest in spring,

as he catches a fathomless tear escaping down my cheek. 

Blue piano, dreading and mourning,

erupts in a chaotic feverish dance, 

and faces merge,

crimson flames of myriads of masks caressing my skin,

dragging me into the abyss, 

until you break my fall, eyes of deep forest pools taking me in.. 

I feel a soft brush of your fingertips as you miss. 

Living in a play-pretend world, 

Cardboard moon casting flickering shadows over an empty stage, 

I quietly sit in the audience,

Lost in the make-believe cage...