Shadow song

She was magic to him

The way the light would glisten from her lips

Refracting soul

When she sang

The wildness in her eyes

When she danced

She was magic to him

Unbridled joy in her laughter

The way she tossed her hair

When she spoke

Her every movement captured his attention

Burning itself to memory

Creating a legend

She was magic to him

She devastated all of his inhibitions

Crippled all of his command

A potency in her essence unrivaled

To him, she was magic

She was a story with countless endings

The longest night

She was the constant rhythm of a metronome

Until one day she wasn’t

She was magic to him

But she was none the wiser

The music stopped 

No dances to be had nor songs to be sung

Her magic died

Nights become days, days to months, and months to years

He dances in a magicless world

Devastated and crippled

Haunted by her legend