"Master of Disguise"

Master of Disguise

I started the play that you ended

Those fences have never been mended

I sought for your presence

You fought with resplendence

You donned incognito disguise

You masked as the furies arise

I went to Notting Hill and found Venetian Mask

I knew, by then, the great mistake to ask

I had done that, more than once, for all the seasons sighs

It seemed the perfect gift for you, the Master of disguise

The only time you seemed to leave a gap

I fell, face first, into the worst mishap

There was no invitation made to me

So now, so late, all expectations flee

Another day, another life, my task is not yet done

I know, for sure, if discourse held, it would have brought the sun

Attempting to reveal your guise, with power to dismay

Relegating heart itself to game that we could play

Was my greatest mistake