This mask, so engrained in my mind,
that I forget it resides on the surface of my skin, rather than sunken in.
It slowly, and is, slipping.
Loves loving eyes locked on mine.
My curse loosens it’s bind,
As it’s dissolved between us,
surrendering to your affections,
It can’t take loves weight.
Unveiling my colours,
It’s you that pulled the tapestry.
I forgot, of what, I was capable.
Of what, so long, had been hid.
Dismantled at my feet.
Lowering my gaze to a shattered past,
Until my chin is met by kind fingertips...
Upwards, my scarred skin, tips,
to face you,