The Soirée

Sparkling lights, glimmering skies
A wave of chitter-chatter fills the air
The finest of men, the drop dead gorgeous women
Fill this space, but it feels empty without you there


Brief exchanges with bodies around
No acquaintance with the soul
Revelling in this spirit, only because I'm here 
But feeling the surface is not feeling the whole


I fake a smile and with forced gleam in my eyes,
Put my mask on and revel too
While I seem to be content in their company
My heart, desperately, looks for you


Enter you, dripping in charm
Wooing beauties with your little quips
And then some more...it doesn't take long
For you to leave the crowd spellbound


Not a word of exchange between us
Oblivious to my presence, you're in your own zone
While you sip on some Baileys, looking into her eyes
I'm the one who cannot hold her own


I fall again, into a space of bliss
Everything starts to slow down
The sweet symphony, it resumes,
Causing headrush, when you're around


Writhing in joy, pounding harder
A song, my heart begins to sing
You're the one smiling, out there
And here, sparks a fountain of joy within