You are a midnight that I watch
A tall letter written with love
Emotion twirling around the dance floor
In silk and leather attire
Sipping scotch in a dark corner
Watching every single eye contact
As patrons of the night
Denizens in full regalia
Touch shoulders and recognize
Hold each other in sweet embraces.
And your visage recollects
Games we’ve touched on,
Half unsuspecting
In a gypsy sort of way
Where decadence cannot ever decay
Because it rides tonight,
Midnight in your purse
Towards jewels hidden deep inside
The glimmer in your eye.
Tag: glimmer
Perhaps (day 556)
Perhaps it was the glint in her eyes
Perhaps it was how she asked for a kiss
Perhaps it was when she inhaled deeply
Perhaps it was how she held my hand
Drawing me closer
Perhaps it was her confidence that consumed me
Perhaps it was how she owned the room
Perhaps it was her swagger
Perhaps it was the way her dress glimmered
Exciting my senses
Perhaps it was when she encouraged me
Perhaps it was her freely spoken honesty
Perhaps it was the back seat
Perhaps it was my emergency brake
Straddling the line