Our Waltz

Strings pluck to a silent rhyme, Kisses stood still in lost time, Vocals vanish, harmonies fading too, Imagine, it’s just me and you, A flute’s dancing melody in mime, We’re muddled together, lemon and lime, Souls that waltz fall to dust, Left is the sound of throbbing lust, A band’s chatter starts to hush, Your … Continue reading Our Waltz