Heartache casts a spell over me.
Your smile, romantic, alluring
yet twists my insides.
I find myself interpreting you.
Your beauty remains.

I am awake in the dark.
I remember how you hid your feelings.
In the light from
a full moon those years ago,
your bare shoulders convinced me
you were not the wrong woman to love.

When I caressed your face,
your eyelids fluttered.