THE NIGHT BEFORE DAWN

The music was pumping.....

Lights were dimmed,

Liqueur was flowing.....

And the entire room was filled with smoke

It was a regular Saturday night-

But today felt strange in a way......

The usual ambiance of the room was intoxicating tonite & tears rolled down her cheeks. She had a cigarette in her hand & her eyes looked over at the bar. The lone man with the drink caught her attention as his musky perfume drifted through the air. Her mind was in turmoil & she felt confused as the gamut of feelings flowed through her body. Her eyes fixed to the bar, she saw the man swirl the remaining drink in the glass in a manner of fond remembrance. Her eyes expressed fear, grief & joy at the same time. Her heartstrings tugged for the lone man & his grief-filled halo. She felt connected & not withdrawn as her mind tried to make a perfunctory decision. Struggling with her inner demons she grappled with new possibilities without exploring the dark tunnel of her life. As she moved forward the man got up & left. The picture of perfection remained so much in her eyes that it never left the closed door. And that Saturday night continues for endless more.