Eyes stare dark and deep
Light leaks streaking by
Countless tunes humming by
On and on she stares
Until he has nothing left to bare

Taut and tense
That charge in the air
Fingers pulling at her hair
Her lips hold their corners curved
Mona Lisa hiding in their folds

Secrets swimming in her dress
Round she twirls amidst the stares
They watch enthralled as she turns and gaze
Her lids heavy and her hands wave
Tender touches are what they crave
But she will take her love

Fragile and frail is that love
That she holds far above
She cannot see
Neither will she feel
Until the film ends on its reel
Until she long sleeps in the field

The lady who loved and gambled
Now the lady who lost
Never to come back
Her eyes die
All fades to black
Nothingness there