A NIGHT FOR LOVE

The warmth of the fire,
The glow of the flames.
The crackle of the sticks,
Like they’re calling my name.
The stary night sky,
So far above.
Sets a nice mood,
For an evening of love.
I grab my favorite blanket,
Lay it out on the sand.
Invite him to sit,
Then reach for his hand.
Expecting a spark,
I feel a bit foolish.
For nothing was there,
Leaving me to rethink my wish.
I let go of his hand,
Look him in the eye.
No words are needed,
I softly begin to cry.
He stands to leave,
No apology offered.
I bury my head in my hands,
The night’s tone now altered.

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