Lights flickering, palm trees swaying
The wind whistles in soprano the same song she sings you to sleep
Candles burning, stars scintillating
She panics with the way your eyes swallow her entirety; She stutters, cannot move an inch
Mellow music playing, lovers dancing
She asks, "How do you touch my hands but never really hold them?"
You smirk.
Heartbeats racing, inner thoughts screaming
Her questions are answered by the hint you give; This is a one-sided love affair
Clocks ticking, sun rising
The night fades but his scent lingers in the room; She is an unfinished sentence