Shining through window,
showing the beauty of the tanned hues
Amid the light; you’ll see the beam,
like waves with undulating pleats.
In the room that sheltered her soul,
She drifts away in darkness and is now lost.
You think she will make you entirety,
You Plead to let you in.
But her curtains are drawn tight,
That faint silhouette was a just a trick,
played by the light.
And you glanced around the room;
What did you assume?
Music turned on, she’s dancing
To her blues.
Don’t ask for her hand,
Don’t you make a move,
You know where you stand,
Tap into her groove.
Walls have heard her stories,
Wardrobes hide her demons,
Wind craved her voice,
Silence needs no presence.