Mar 2018
The light thumps of feet sound through the building
Wondering upon a staircase
Ascending to the top
Into a quiet classroom
The first upon the right
The thumping becomes clicks
Echoing gently across the room
Fingers brushing against the cool marble
Mind flooding with memories
Every moment recollected
Seated upon an old desk
A reflection of the past
An outlandish design inked upon his skin
Her hand gracefully lining his
leaving a hue of warmth behind
Two hearts entwined
Surrounded by people
Muted voices and soft chanting
A world enclosed to the pair
Fading into reality
Tears blossoming in her eye
Bitter bite of the present
Icy chill of the room
Sympathetic light streaming in
Enlightening the dull room
Music graced the air from her phone
The sweet tempered rhyme
Imprisoning her
Coursing through body and soul
His melody and tune
The numbing cold becoming pleasant
The silence no longer dwelled
And for a fleeting moment
Just as though he were present.
