Tuesday 23 July 2013

Our Dance

and when the piano started to play,
with you in my arms I started to sway.
eyes closed, I kept dancing till almost midnight.
till I felt something wasn't right.

I opened my eyes to see you gone,
and it was me dancing, no not alone.
but with the reflection of myself,
while I actually thought your hand I held.

Oh my reflection, so similar, yet so different,
you are from me. I can still smell your scent.
And wonder what was it that I did,
that from me you hid.
and what is it that I could do,
to bring you back to,
me. here, right beside me.

so that the next time I open my eyes,
all I see is your smile.