Love enraptures, ardor captures
Yet another moment.
The silence hovers, still unbroken,
And hangs on every word unspoken.
As droplets of water spill from the pitchers
To mirror the proceedings.
As cigarettes, jealous of passions fire,
In ashtrays smoulder, consumed by desire.
And coffee lingers on the lips
To get a taste of love's first kiss.
And e'en the flow of time will slow
And pause to watch the denouement.