Mama loves a mask
And if she’d only ask
The questions right
She’d know

Mama loves a mask
A girl inside a flask
Smoldering sleepless nights
Throwing crosses out the window

He could never lie
No he could only make me true
But they won’t understand the colors
Inside the brilliant mind that I call you

So please lay low, just smile
Play the game for now, beguile
Duplicitous and all the while
She loves me so

Mama loves a fairytale
The girl who’d never sin
Taking sips of ginger ale
Instead of shots of gin

Mama loves a fairytale
And once I loved her too
I never knew that when I’d think
I’d lose my mind and start to sink
And as I learned I grew
Out of the mask you made for me
You’ll love me someday soon

Ironic, young souls
That all these divides are what
Keep us together

The melted snow drips
Off my roof and fingertips
In the sun like rain.

Once upon a time
I sat to read a book.
I started in my bed
And there began to look.

I watched the words and phrases creeping
Hoped to find the plot
Each dog-eared page, each moment seeping
Off the pages, to my heart

The characters enthralled me
Stole me from my world to theirs
Whispered all their hopes, desires
Wishes, dreams, and cares

I delved right in but quickly found
That once I was addicted
This book I thought was once a treat
Now had me afflicted

The characters I felt were real
Ended when the story did
Once there was no page to peel
I was left disheartened

Once upon a time I read
And reading I did learn
That these small words were all it took
To make me one sad bookworm

*Librocubicularist- one who reads in bed

Beautiful, quiet
These are nature's own teardrops
Pitter patter, rain

*just found several poems that I wrote three years ago including this one and the one preceding it, what a treat