It's a Friday night affair

Foot taps
To the beat
Of anxious heart strings

Departing
Le maison
I have currated
For myself

Tap
Tap
Tap
Tappitytaptap

Arriving
In rooms
Holdings photos
I was too sentimental
To destroy

Your scent
Lingering
In the floor boards
Lingering
In my bed sheets

Mine.

Never have I ever
Never have I ever
Never have I ever

Never will I ever
Hold a soul
Like yours