Bitter-Sweet

A dress as dark blue as midnight
The end of it
Tickles the surface of the floor.
Her heals hide under that dress,
Secretly raising her up.
Her hair, as brown as chocolate,
Spirals down her spine.
She looks like she belongs
On a runway or a red carpet.
By her side he stands,
As tall as a tree.
Clothes as dark
As a moonless night.
The excitement radiates.
They are leaping
Into unknown waters together.
The fear plays peek-a-boo.
This night they took a risk.
A bitter-sweet memory,
She won't ever let it go;
It's a heartache now.