Among the pigment of the strobe lights,
I looked for the gazes of strangers,
For some emotion misplaced.
But all I could find was you
Flowing through the unwintered light.
No precaution taken, and
Yet, you stood there, and here.

You only looked down at the ground,
We both did. And when
We both gathered courage
(Or you for us)
You disappeared into candlefog.

I’d reach out and hold tight,
If only I’d forgotten
The tomorrows you’d drifted off to.
And as the dancers share a final
Embrace and kiss, I see us
Standing there
In that sweet, candled tomorrow.