Bean

And something

Was said

And down

To my

Knees I

Went crying

A hand

Came down

And lifted

My chin

Wiped away

Tears with

Soft fingers

Knelt with

Me and

Whispered come

Home come

Now this

World isn’t

Yours anymore

And so

I went

To heaven

Masks (to Dallas)

We met

At a

Masquerade ball

Not seeing

What we

Normally see

Instead listening

To things

We never

Heard and

At midnight

Masks were

Dropped and

There we

Stood now

More attracted

Than ever

Because then

We saw

The face

That whispered

The melodies

Upon which

We sang