I wonder if this is how she felt
Just seconds before we met
Under the midnight sky
Stars that glisten
Twilight’s darkness creeping in
Water slowly dripping from the clouds
Air moist and cold
No sound
The words creep from my pen as if they belong here
Over and over
Underneath my skin
The blood boils
Over my head
Free at last
Her eyes met mine
Eyes that shine
Red beneath the hazel
Ever-haunting sight.