Do you hear the music

Do you hear the music

Does it still play

Long after the song has gone

Filtering through the empty room

Absorbed into every wall

Reflected in

Flickering light

From a glitterball

Turning slowly

Casting a pale glow

Across a dance floor

Scuffed by the shuffle

Of a backbeat

So many feet

Pointing toe to toe

How many were lovers

Drawn together

Enveloped in rhapsody

Synchronised

In free form

Blued in shadow

Casting a silhouette

Against a backdrop

Of gaslit

Crystal cut chandeliers

Wax candles

Placed on tiny tables

Smoke stained ceilings

Infused with the memory

Of all the music

Ever played

Seeping through the velvet

A melody of whispers

In a semaphore

Of silence

Do you hear the music

From the outside

Or the inside.