It was one of those endless nights when darkness prevails over the city of lights
An unsaved number flickering on a screen
A split second decision to press on the green.
Awake were the birds in the dormant trees
waiting for the Orchids to blossom.
Brightness in the eyes and a resounding breath.
My arms are down along with my walls,
my masks are wiped with the scent of your soul.
Drops of rain landing on our noses as we kiss,
your lips biting mine.
My beard untamed in the comfort of your palms
your tears on my cheek as I settle in your arms.
A memory of a lost encounter and a second chance.
A promise of resurrection for a hollowing dance.
Portraits on walls.
Drawn was my soul the day it touched you,
drawn were our destinies to part,
but between the sheets,
it didn’t really matter.
It is one of those endless nights when darkness prevails over the city of lights.
A saved number flickering on a screen