Snow Globe

*imagine a snowglobe encasing two masked ballroom dancers, period reminiscent of Midieval Europe but not quite.*

Oft the night
The sun just out of sight
When the stars come out to play,
If the moon take a glance
He may chance see them dance
On the towers of EverDay.

Masqued they remain
And their garb, never plain
Specks of light shimmer in their eyes,
A smile he does wear
There are stars in her hair
And neither are fooled by disguise.

Time is no more,
On the dreamlike dance floor
Forsaken by the souls in the globe,
Happy they'll twirl
With no care in the world
Forever on EverDay.