M yV a l e n t i n e

Love's Music

The room was dark Filled with smoke At a table alone Two people sat and spoke. He asked her to dance When the music was slow He held out his hand He pulled her close. The music swirled Inside her head She closed her eyes She breathed him in. No words were uttered No, not a sound. Yet thoughts were spoken You could hear them---Loud. Heart to heart Beat for beat Two people bound By music sweet.

 

by oldmare 98