Photo credits to Kr. B.
Confusion covered like a dark veil on that fateful night
When no one knew the truth,
when actions felt weaker than words set aflight.
Only innocent gestures of wary hearts grew close.
The child within a playful state,
charmed the very essence of that music evoked.
A whole note that rang across the hallway of shroud unveiled.
Its deafening shout of emotions,
cleared the night with the scent of our substance portrayed.