dancing in the dark //poetry//

the curtains

I watched the curtains
Wind gently tousling them
I like how graceful it sweeps back
And then rushes forward again
Like how the sea
Nips at the dry sand
Only to rush back in again
To meet the ocean
It's mesmerizing
If I focus hard enough
I won't hear their screams
Their heated arguements
Are but backdrops
So I watched the gentle swirl
Of the curtains