I may not be a great
nor good dancer(admittedly)
But I will make you remember our slow dance
The gentle embrace of my arm round your waist,
my fingers playfully teasing your back ,bringing you closer to me
rest your head on my shoulder ,my chest ,
you can hear (no feel) my heart keeping rhythm with the music ,
the moment .

It’s the
beginning of a
summers night drizzle
There’s a breeze
It brings a smell
of the days heat
to an end.
Cooling down
Inviting the soul
to refresh itself
and enjoy the sound
A rooftop lullaby

Im an era,
a black and white movie,
A character
with a heart on my sleeve,
an arm a hand to hold
Im a song from the past
a ballad
a rhythm
a slow dance

From my eyes
I look upon this face
I see the wonder
And feel the Warmth

There is Comfort
In the Joy
And longing
In the Sadness

To be witness to it all
And to know
Why

Touch is a memory
Lingering
so sweetly from the past,
And longing
to be enjoy in the future.
a caress ,
a kiss,
a nibble
a cheek,
a neck
Such a journey :)

A Brush with Starry Starry Night

It is a honeymoon of sorts
a romance
a chance to bare Witness
to the birth of a Memory
the beginning of a Reminisce
a Daydream,
the Time will come
to leave this
Starry Starry Night
with the Hope
to embrace
it again