Face To Grace.

Your Face & Your Gaze...
My Space in your Place...
Is not a permanent Base...
I used to feel Craze & Blaze...
Started to Trace & Race...
But in a Haze & Daze...
Now moving at my own Pace...
With Ease on a Glaze...
Living out of a Case...
Covered beautifully with Lace...
Your life is now a Maze...
Feel as if i'm trapped in a Vase...
No more Farce...
Please be my Ace with all the Grace.