I have nothing special to offer.
I am just a handful of stardust.
If I fit your sky, smudge me on it.
If you can dance to the music
that puts my particles into motion,
take me, lie next to me and melt
while it caresses us …
If you can hear my eyes whisper
like I can hear yours
put your arms around me and be.
If the night calls you to stare at the moon,
Join me on the roof and talk to me
till the dawn comes and washes us away.
I am all yours.
Apparently, we reflect each other’s lights
not letting them die.
I am sitting in the dark, silently.
Sipping a drink as I did many times in the past.
Only now I am blushing, for my skin
has never been caressed with such deep voice before.
Those gentle vibes are dancing all over my body
and I cannot help but shiver.
Finally I surrender and let that sound please me.
Your warm whisper floating across the room
stops at my table and rests on my ears.
A muffled groan comes out of my mouth.
Suddenly I feel speechless, naked…
Covered only with your words,
which suit me perfectly.
The room is fulfilled with applause,
brighten by lights escaping through the window
as I walk away.
I left my glass slipper on the table
with a bitter- sweet lipstick mark on it.