Love‘s Gaze
Who am I when I’m alone
When the masks are laid down
all but one
My face longing to feel a kiss of the sunsetting breeze
My fingers tremble
Heart pounds
Faded memories of freedom flashing
I lift the edge—
Footsteps come
Frantic scurry
Each mask
With practiced hand
In proper place
A gentle touch rest against my shoulder
A soft gaze looks to find me
The warmth breaking through
Revealing bit by bit
As each mask crumbles
Fear pierces
Tears flooding
I dared to look into the face
There was no pity there
With all but one stripped away
Fingers crawl to the edges
Releasing
Exposing
Who I am