summer nights

light is disappearing.
yet the night stays warm even after the sun had set.
the breeze softy brushes against her skin,
across her bare shoulders.
drinking in the summer night.
each breath, slower, longer.
the candles flicker.
the dull light in all its beauty.
jars wrapped in string.
the sound of music fills in each empty silence.
in the night.
in her heart.
no need for anything more at this point.
no money.
no man.
she is at peace.
the taste of red wine of her lips.
words from her novel consume her.
teaching her to love again.
love hope again.
herself again.
oh darling.
for whatever more was wanted for you.
than to just be happy.
to be content and believe.
nights like this remind you of this magic.
the silent whispers of her heart.
the first time,
in a long time. it feels like home.