by ty

A streak of velvet,

a sprinkle of gold,

a slight tint of a smile.


It had been reluctant,

the slow motion pictures of

her hand slipping out of his own

in the dimly lit streets in the bare



“Such a wonder” – a soft mutter as he watched

her amethyst silk dress fluttering

in the cold winds as the orange illumination shined on her

auburn tresses,

perfection in its closest human form.


He regretted his weaknesses,

the ease with which she glided out of his

strong yet gentle grasps;

she was a wonder,

and so was he-


A match left unlit,

a match left to rot.


AN: written to ladies code’s so wonderful and tvxq’s something :) such prompt-y feel songs <3