The table of flowers, the perfect setting
Her beauty filled his eyes, adoration
Rain taps on the window, sublimity
The fine wine he sips, confident
Ardor inside of himself, without revealing it
She looked away, uninterested
Detriment ensues, his body gasps
The feelings not reciprocated, seeing her angst
Expression poignant, the flower wilts
He looks away, heart collapsed
Watching as she departs, disappointment
He reaches to her, “don’t go”
Her body veered away, “goodbye”.
© E.M. Kingston ~ All Rights Reserved.
Written for Sadje’s What Do You See? #121