As I sat at the window watching
the sun slipped off the horizon
outside, the palm trees rustled
and the frangipani bloomed
The night, young and warm
much like me once
yes, you knew me then, in the dark
like the frangipani, by perfume
Laughter around me, the genie
I see your presence in a fleeting smile
not yours, but familiar enough
oh! those uneven rolled sleeves and crinkled eyes
How near you are, when I’m far
sitting here, sipping thoughts
from an empty glass,
in a noisy bar
If you were with me
I’d say, like before,
bring out the stars
make my jaded heart sparkle again
a dawn bird
In response to Word of the Day Challenge – Sparkle
A Shared Space 