The night strikes the sky
and silence protrudes the evening.
Settled down into comfort of her desire...
She tries to figure out what to say.
Pacing the floor back and forth, she attempts to dial the number...
but she hangs up before it even rings.
Anticipating to hear the sound of his voice,
she drifts off onto a memory;
The way she smiles and entangles herself in depths of his words.
She glides across the thought of him at her side
and his voice linger off into the distance.
But she catches herself before giving in to such defiant ideation's..
Dazzled by his unequivocal romance,
she longs for his galvanic presence alone.
Exchanging words and feelings. they jolly in the intimacy of their dalliance.
Moments come and moments go..
even time has become intrigued by the absence of it's being.
Never wanting to miss a moment,
the sound of passion gallantly acknowledge the night
The evening has came to an end but atmosphere has become persistent.
She shuts her eyes for relief and open her heart for love;
doses off into a delusion while the man of her dreams listens..