That kind of voice,
The one you would hear only when whispering.
It was if her heart was trying to burst out,
The sound seemed breathless, gasping for more air,
She reached out to the stars in hopes of him reaching back.
He glanced forward — reaching out to her hand
Whipping her around on the toes, they danced.
So dumb to take the mask off they twirled and twirled under the moonlight
The people around snickered about the scenery.
They waited out the beats as though time was halting to a stop,
Lips glossed with champagne, they kissed.
She was careless and he liked that.
The twinkle of the lawns and the aroused guests appeased her.
All she cared about was the little moments she spent with that one man.
He kissed her nose and began to step away
She thought of the word “love” and if she was “in”
The lights had now vanished in a flash,
and turning on at the other end of the dock.
The smell of New York rain woke her up in the morning,
Believing it was all a dream.
She rose dressed in a pink, daisy colored night gown
He rose right beside.
Their eyes locked on each other without a blink,
He saw it through her eyes, the eyes still flashing.
They exchanged names and became apart of each other as the day grew on.
He was in budget and she was all fame but smashed together there was gain.
They looked upon the horizon as the sun was setting
Skipping stones, making ripples in the ocean below
He gripped her hand and made one last move
Down on one knee, as cliche as it may seem, he pulled out a ring,
Then vanished into the sea.