Brilliant disguise
Right in front of my eyes
No fancy dress, no holding up
A tent of darkness .
Just standing there
Looking like a warm, courteous thing
Smile inviting
Beckoning in.
Trusting, I begin to move forward
To be enveloped in
That disguise
That brilliant disguise
That sucked me in.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015