As Seen on TV

As the TV stares at me,
I hear the twilight zone theme,
The calming sound of a woman exhaling,
The warmth of her soul,
The peace of our trust,
A designer scene.
The flicker projects visions of love,
It strikes her body as she moves forward,
Mutual.
The drapes dance to the beat of the linen,
The floor dances to the beat of her heart.
Fall from the sky as the fires burn into morning,
Moonlight falls to the fire of the passion,
Moonlight fails…
The sun prevails,
A woman exhales.