Once Upon a Still Silver Night
The bard sits quietly in the park, lute strings still as the night air.
The dancer leans against a large oak tree, eyes staring into the distance.
A raven screeches.
Ari…
Leif…
A finger twitches.
Pale hands lift trembling.
I wonder where you are…
I miss you…
The sound of a single guitar string fills the night.
Arms lift simultaneously with a single pure note.
Do you remember…
Our promise…
A full chord strikes.
A graceful statue stands poised.
We were never meant to be…
But still…
A slow poignant melody echoes.
Feet step in delicate patterns of forgotten dances.
I'm sorry…
No I am…
An intricate aria sings in the cool night.
A whirl of silken fabric and song shines in the shadows.
Wherever you are…
I wish I was in your arms…
The melody richens with hope
The song brims with yearning
I hope you know
I pray you understand
The melody fades.
The shining star dims.
I love you.
Both melodies surge again to join in a single pure note.
Happy Valentine's Day, my love.
The guitar strums a final chord.
The dance slows 'till it is a statue once more.
A last sparkling silver note held.