Dancer Girl Without A Face

Her glittering mask catches everyone's eye
The painted smile sweeter than a playboy's lie
The prettiest girl you could hope to find there
The light flickers on her silky smooth hair.
Her skin so flawless, softer than the wind's caress
Sequins sparkle on her beautiful dress.
This dancer girl so lovely takes the floor
Men's eyes brighten and women gaze in awe
And both alike fall into almost a trance
As the music plays and she starts to dance.
Spinning, twirling, leaping with her light feet
Her hair flying behind her in an unbroken sheet
Dancing, gliding, as weightless as the wind
Her exquisite masked face all that can be seen
Minutes of beautiful dancing pass, music the only sound
Then this lovely fairy falls back to the ground
Her audience, enticed, crowd around.
They jostle and push to see her well
Each one caught, enchanted by her spell
Then this pretty dancer girl, with a dancer's grace
Sweeps off the gorgeous mask - and she has no face!
A pale, smooth, featureless oval is all that there is
The crowd reels back, asking "What on Earth is this?"
And now this dancer girl seems so sinister - but sad.
The mask was all the beauty she really had
As this faceless beauty turns to leave
A man asks her, as if he cannot believe,
"Miss, your face, do you realize...?"
She turns to him and without lips replies:
"I, too, once thought having a face was important indeed
But the world has taught me this mask is all I need."