Serenade

The feel of the serenade 
rippled in the cold waves
of the night,

the longing,
the pain
all visible
in his bohemian strides

and she couldn’t
hold any longer
as she peeked
through the windowsill
humming the songs he sang
and her visage
under the moonlit skies
shining bright

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