Don’t want loneliness to seek me out tonight to be my bed partner.
Velvet curtains open from loosen tie backs, crinolined romance stood out under skirting stars and smokey glass eyes drink in the shine of house lights playing on our movie reel.
Memories soaked my tears in a claw foot porcelain tub. Opening night perfumed our nightly performance.
An auditioned failed relationship when you took center stage, my pride took a bow, and the curtain came down on closing night.