Lollipops arched the sky

Through the course of the day

We leaned into midnight

Hushed pleasingly with its sight

 

The sound of skating

Is through our thoughts

The ornament of each spin

Curves our backs – Statuesque

And then we lied, to rest

 

But as I was almost sleeping

Untying a satin dream

I turned to see a suggestion

You smirked – a soundless mention

 

I closed my eyes, tired, dismissing

But what – with your strong convincing

Your romance is not to fend

And so, to blush

I bend