Love Poem: In My Draw

In My Draw

In my top draw there are a box of Masks..
Each one for a different day and task..
I have a strong bold one for my work day..
A happy devilish one for those late night stays..
To many times in the past the sad one was worn..
And all too often the hurt look after my heart was torn..
Only you my love see the true face with no mask shown..
Just my naked open heart of love played in soft tender tones..
Still the draw is full for the ones who need a different view..
But now I only change my look for a certain special few...


by Michael J Falotico
"Mask Contest" by the lovely Nette