She gleamed and shined like the moonlit windowpane,
Of love & life, she knew well
But, it was all restrained.
He took her hand, she came up roses,
She couldn’t rattle anymore with disguise.
A dreamer he was, but a lucid one,
He had loved and he dared again.
Their extrovert eyes gathered a thousand words,
They talked dusk through dawn.
His offbeat style, her lucida smile,
And the numbness was long gone.