Let’s play a game, shall we?

Let’s forget who we are for a moment and wear another’s shoes;

Let’s pretend I’m Miss Perfect and you are Mr. Right;

That you can hear my heartbeat and I can read your mind;

Let’s pretend this dance floor is our life together;

And find out how well we flow.


Steps and thoughts in sync;

No misstep, flawless chemistry;

Every spin, glide and move can be decided in a second by a look;

Aren’t we perfect for each other?

If only life was just like dancing;

We could break all the rules and still ace it.


But every song comes to an end at a point and so does our dance;

Even Cinderella’s magical night out had a deadline;

Let’s lay down our masks and get back to reality;

With fond memories to ponder over;

And no regrets about why it couldn’t work out;

We both admit that the masks will come off no matter how long we keep them on.

© Josephine Amoako 2016



6 Comments Add yours

  1. Amanya says:

    Let’s weld the masks on our faces, then we can enjoy each other for eternity.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. joseyphina says:

      Yeah, let’s 👍

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Joel Jemba says:

    What Amanya said, shall we?

    Liked by 1 person

    1. joseyphina says:

      Yeah, we shall ☺

      Liked by 1 person

  3. M'afua Awo Twumwaah says:

    Hahaha Amanya and Joel…
    Joseyphina that’s so bittersweet.

    Liked by 1 person

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