MASKS AND FACES.
PASTEL.THE light of our cigarettesWent and came in the gloom:It was dark in the little room.Dark, and then, in the dark,Sudden, a flash, a glow,And a hand and a ring I know.And then, through the dark, a flushRuddy and vague, the grace—A rose—of her lyric face.
THE light of our cigarettesWent and came in the gloom:It was dark in the little room.
Dark, and then, in the dark,Sudden, a flash, a glow,And a hand and a ring I know.
And then, through the dark, a flushRuddy and vague, the grace—A rose—of her lyric face.