Ringing in my ears your voice,
deep, as an underlying tone
in my favorite song.

The note you have hit perfectly,
as you sway by the music you have mastered
is shattering, in an ethereal habitude.

A second of mutual sight full of emotions
we haven’t yet discovered,
we grew scared, cowered away.

As the rays of endings dawn upon us,
we realize the truth of our false inquisitions.

— j.c