Snug on the
white settee,
He reposes,
Slumps
against its silken head,
She lounges
nearby,
Reclines, props
up against him,
Cozy,
together, in love.
The lights
dim,
A candle
burns in the distance,
Its glow
surreal.
The cool
breeze,
Tickling the
wind chimes,
Their jingling
laughter,
Musical.
The moon
Peeks from behind
the clouds.
Romance
Wafts through
the air.
Bliss.
***
And yet they
remain,
Cozy and yet
so restless,
Together and
yet far away,
Connected and
yet unplugged,
In love but
not with each other.
They lie
unaware,
Of the
moments that pass unnoticed,
Of the moon,
the breeze, the jingle,
Of the
presence
Of one
another.
Romancing a
different universe,
Through the
device they hold in their hands,
Devoid of
each other,
Oblivious to
the drama,
That plays around
them,
Of precious
moments slipping by.
Un-bliss.
