Starry night, disquiet'd skies,
Hearts beating, walking towards the other,
While silence on the cold street lies.
A midnight meeting.
Little notes echo and fly,
(Disturbing the chaos of my mind),
From the little music box,
(Deflecting the silence in my mind.)
Nervous looks, uneasy smiles
Hiding hidden frowns.
An inkling.
Look in to her eyes,
Mutter mumbled words,
The wordsmith's brush is dry.
'I like you.'
And it's over. Silence pursues.
The quest now lost, yet some peace found.
Retreat to a safe place, mend the wounds.
I shall miss you.
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