Aberdeen - The Great Masquerade

 


I have a story to tell you 

I knew this girl back in Aberdeen

Eyes of a deep ocean opal

With a fierce likeness to a sun beam


You'll only know what I tell you

Half a tale spun out of scandal and solitude

She followed me back home to London

All for a candle that kept the wick blue


This dream remains evergreen

I've been there once or twice in spirit

Sipping whiskey down in Aberdeen

I say all of this freedom's illicit 


Come face to face with my ingenuity

She's on her way back to Essex

Amongst the six degrees of rusted vanity

She left a full throttled stain on my reputation


This subtle babble is perennial

I leave red torrents hinting my abdication

But Aberdeen is on the cusp of denial

Ruining my valiant intentions


Once all of this is done and dusted

I forget what it all means

Deep in the fading silence do I question

Do I really need this misery?


I still recall how her whispers flutter

As soft as the lace on her waist and her wrist

Naming my ego in the violet of twilight

Forever tethered to forbidden trysts


I've objectified how she's misplaced my senses

Carving hollows in my memories of Aberdeen

Alas when she finally calls off my defenses

It echoes only through the mist of my being


Combing through the braids of my insincerity

I find my way back to beloved Aberdeen

Masqueraded in the fear of a fatal serendipity

Aberdeen, what a hold you have on me.


-auctor


September 11th, 2025


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