Our Prom(ise)

Crawling out of the candle
My champagne dress
Made of delicate flame
Swirls around me
Like clouds making love
To the golden stars

Dancing under the pale lighting
Created by artificial suns
You pull me close
To your soft chest
And I hear the treasure within

(Beating...Beating...Beating...)

Acoustic streams
And limpid words
Caress this night
With twirling contours
In shades of amber and olive

Honey melts off the moon
Seeping into my eyes
Making your face
Even sweeter to indulge

As our song fades
Into the background of
Heels lightly stepping
Back and forth
On the wooden floor
Whispers are said
And
"I love you's"
Are echoed throughout

This was our Prom(ise)
And I never will forget its
Timely glow...

(or yours)