Strangers

Strangers in the night ; names unknown

Their identities false but not their intentions

Their eyes hold inexplicable mystery

The guitar is strung with tunes of passion

As their bodies collide , feet intertwined in tango

To the beats that matched their heartbeats

increasing with heightened anticipation

The silent moonlight shining upon them

Illuminating the hidden ache , bubbling on the inside

To reveal their faces, their thoughts , their words

To lift the masks ; disguising much feared imperfection

Of losing in each other's touch

To let their lips do the talking, stripping them bare of not just mere clothing but souls

Souls that they had trapped inside of them

Waiting to be set free from chains of sadness

Strangers in the night ; names unknown

A fluorescent light in the midst of darkness