(des)Illusion

Was it sheer Audacity, the escaping fantasy,
The fluid concert of emotions that spread on the floor
As you glided with uncanny elegance into my world
Dwarfing its spectators with vast inmensity

Your voice drawing me like magnetic beads.
A Symphony of notes that composes a dream
Colours unknown yet vibrant like life
Transforming all but you into a frozen scene

Suddenly and abrupt like breaking glass,
The almost violent breach of the equilibrium
Emerging rust on its gilden surface
The pondering dream shattering into reality

The mesmerizing illusion of beauty ,
lost its enchantment, its spell
When words like liquid poison ,
Were spoken clouded in hidden malice