Here is my response to your response, utilizing the words star love stole tax recollect Burgundy snip twenty mask sparkle
The Stupefied Stalker
I saw you there and followed you
while following that star;
I had to when I saw your mask
and wondered who you are.
I felt your love; it stole my heart;
I recollect no tax
but tasted Burgundy, I think
and wished you would relax.
I sensed some struggle you were having
somewhere deep inside;
you started talking to yourself
about some things you hide.
Though I could only catch a snip
from words that happened out:
when you were twenty-one or so
some surety turned to doubt
and purgatory sucked you in.I'll have that fire no more!
Yet now you chance to love again
and open up that door.
I see you taking off your mask;
the sparkle in your eyes
would match the light of any star
that twinkles in the skies.
Then suddenly... the mask again.
what happened to you there?
I didn't have a chance to meet
you; now I weep and stare.© MLee Dickens'son
deLighting in your fresh work, my friend...