Hearts and Spades

Red beams of neon outlining us Red and black intertwining Intervening The red thread is still tied to Our little fingers Questions were never asked Nor was anything mentioned Where can we sell our souls For a student affordable price They know where The shrill of the guitar The bass of the drum The black curtains are opening It’s the commencement of a Night you won’t remember At least you don’t want to remember Halloween is always in town Twists of orange, black and violet hues Red paper lanterns with its dim glows Showing where the ghosts to go To remember To relive the past To haunt the ones in love The ones in heartbreak The ones in the between No holding back No more excuses Bad decisions are allowed tonight only Bottled up emotions are popping Like rosé Pink diamonds Take it down with the Browning One shot Two shots Three Perfect bullseye Hazy daisies Sunflowers in her hair What’s the difference between Sweat and tears now Sign of passion Sign of sadness Sign of the times Out of all of the people she’s held His embrace of farewell Was the one she didn’t want to Let go the most And he held on Hand in hand Knowing the words will Never be exchanged Nor the confidence to will Ever surface They knew And once she thought He was out of her life He was there again In the shadows of dancing strangers Waiting to embrace her again To only be saying goodbye again There was something Always something Can never be figured out One left as soon as they embraced One disappeared into the Blackness of the crowd All faceless Only a gradation of red and black Spades and hearts But his was ultra clear in the Crimson light Interlocking eyes