Indigo Eyes

with irishcatsmeow

Indigo eyes glance shyly as he picks up his guitar
ready to strum a love-gone-wrong tune,
his voice slides right off the side of the mountain
bouncing into her veins, a rubber ball gone awry.

In the darkened bar she stands as if compelled
to test electrical sparks emanating from his eyes.
Her body moves marionette like to each plucked string
drawing him into her as only imagination's bubble can.

The plaintive wail of his guitar strikes her heart,
pierces the pillars of solitary indifference
and touches a place that til now was walled in stone.
Trembling, she embraces her epiphany, waiting

as his eyes finally lift to her swaying abandon.
Her dancing mesmerizes, her aura captivates;
the dance hall falls away and as the guitar sings
two lone souls entwine in the magical night.