Masquerade ball with thee,
Though in my dreams with tranquility,
Faces still clear yet dreamy,
My prom gown sways in glory,
Your eyes on mine rests,
Endearment is all it suggests,
Taking my black masquerade mask,
To exhibit elegance and dignity,
And your blue masquerade mask,
Feeds me with trust and loyalty.
Twinkling stars in your eyes,
Where my despondency dies,
Tie our wrists with rope,
Of never ending love and devotion,
With our mind filled with hope,
So do my eyes really promises temptation?
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