Moonlight disco,

Nine notes and a chime.

This moment.

This song.

I am

Breathless.

All around us,

Awkward teenagers desert the dance floor.

You,

A whisper away,

Unsure.

My life hangs on two words.

Shall we?

Seven more notes.

Your ice-blue gaze bewitches my skin.

You take my hand,

Pull me close,

Turn my name to something sacred.

Tonight,

After nine notes and a chime,

I hope.

After seven more notes,

I know.