Hands held tightly in the dark
A forbidden dance, a secret art
You twirl, I spin – we shy away
Gone by dawn, one must not stay
Daylight shows these upturned masks
Moonlight sheds false skin at last
Whose to say one side is better?
What will show beyond these tethers?
A silent nod, a fleeting glance
A room apart and left to chance
And turning turning in the night
We both pretend it’s all alright
But morning comes to break the spell
It is finite this lovelorn spell
So break away and take a bow
Be content with this, that’s all for now
To the mask behind the Shadow Play, the sister of the Noir Thanks for the inspiration.
Photo Courtesy of Refrain From the Identical by JoDee Luna
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Reflections and Ruminations 
Nov 06, 2013 @ 07:28:42
Beautiful piece. 🙂
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Nov 06, 2013 @ 11:27:41
Thank you! I saw your Shadow Work piece on Related Article and I loved the Jungian addition to magick and psyche. ^_^
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Nov 14, 2013 @ 05:41:15
It really makes so much sense to blend the concepts together. I’ve just read your latest post and I’m so teary – what a beautiful expression of gratefulness yet loss…
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Nov 14, 2013 @ 17:37:18
Thank you again. I’m so happy to have been able to bring a tear to your eye. It is both satisfying and edifying to know that I was able to convey my emotions to readers. I look forward to reading your posts and having you moderate mine too! ^__^
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