Aftermath

Fascinating

My lamp's trim is failing

To trim

The candle flickers

To get my attention

To catch my gaze

Fresh paint glistens in my vanity

Mirror

I look ridiculous

Exhausted

He casts anxious looks

At the expectant door

He knows it's coming

To disrupt our peace

He's angry

Click

Lamp off

Clack

It's locked

More peace

Seductive moonlight

Filters through my blinds

Makes his skin ashen but fair

Sweet, obedient clock

It ticks

Every time it talks

My companion

He lays on my bed

Breathing heavy

Exhausted

But he is the perfect

Accent to my room