Cacophony of lights and noise and smoke.
Across the room, you glance, then look away,
and I can’t read avoidance or approach
in what you haven’t said or will not say.
I know. I want to know! I cannot say
a word, however, lest I break the spell.
edited for more iambic to the pentameter
Across the room, you glance, then look away,
and I can’t read avoidance or approach
in what you haven’t said or will not say.
I know. I want to know! I cannot say
a word, however, lest I break the spell.
edited for more iambic to the pentameter
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