Midnight Romance

charcoal was the night the ground I waited on was an absinthe sheet crimson was the bonfire light cloudy smoke got directed to the street dressed in long ashes of rose gown she came so mesmerizing were her cerulean eyes her ivory skin was on a thin frame I hoped she would give in to my friendly tries the slit in the gown showed porcelain stocking the obsidian stilettoes she wore were awesome her presence sent my mind rocking I kept staring like a dumb I directed her to a sable dance floor to be near her that was the door.