two strangers, simply out of tune

In shadows deep,

where silent whispers dwell,

I find my heart a prisoner of your gaze.

Your laughter lingers like the dying sun,

Its warmth betrays the chill of solitude.

The moonlight bathes the world in silver hue,

Yet all it illuminates are memories of

private moments between two strangers.

two strangers forever dancing around another,

never truly in tune.