I Guess Not

A sound breeze by the lake side
Warming cold to freezing cold
A sensational moment for two

Through the candle lights
Her eyes shines,
Her smiles brights

Under the stars and the moon
On the table for two
A violinist comes through

Through charges of soft tunes
She swings to tune
On his knees he pulls

Too exited to differ reality
She stands in disbelief,
To jump or scream
She says nothing to him

Awaits he does
All hopes turned up
But I guess not
Some stories are better off
Left untold


©Kb the poet