How Glorious to be All Draped In Gold

Look at us, all draped in gold.

Had the street lights ever shone so bright?

In you, i found what i failed to in myself.

Was it likewise?

Strained words became loose cannons.

The night went on.

Slowly did the conversation take a turn.

Lighter it became, more profound my love for you.

Oh! Friend of mine, when did you sneak away the pain?

In between laughter and witty remarks,

discovering depths of ourselves.

Individual but not lonesome, me! i find.

The dark sky, good a background as any,

the parking lot our stage,

and our words dancing to the beat of our hearts.

Look, won't you!

Look at everything, all draped in gold.