The Moonlit Dancefloor

The moon paints the dancefloor, with a luminous sigh,

Where ghosts of our laughter waltz beneath the night sky.

My hand reaches out, to touch your phantom embrace,

But emptiness greets me, in this desolate space.

Music whispers secrets, a melody we knew,

Of stolen glances, and dreams turned askew.

Your laughter, a distant echo, on the wind's gentle moan,

Haunts the rhythm of my heart, forever alone.

Will the music fade, lost in the dawn's embrace?

Or will it linger, a reminder of love's misplaced grace?

I close my eyes, and dance with your memory's sway,

Hoping tomorrow brings healing, to chase the ghosts away.

If you enjoyed it, please like and follow for more!