Neon Heart

NEON HEART

She fell upon an asphalt dream.
Hard luck sang of love.
The tune, a stolen melody
from a neon heart.

The sign fluttered
on and off,
and
"Follow me", it said.

She glided through the foyer,
addressed a cold caress.
While pools of eyes
awash in smoke
glanced around the bar.

The lonely,
throwing glints of hope,
sat in brooding chairs.
The tables, full of half made lines
brimmed to bruise
the soul.

And there she found a tarnished knight,
bleary eyes cast down.
Swearing oaths and grinding salt
from his steely tears.

She shared an hour
with Hard Luck’s song,
and placed a quest in reach.
Then one dull heart
pulsed with glow
when“Follow me.”she said.

Raven2angel © 2007