Transparent Glass

misty breath forms
on the glass window
she places her hands
next to her face
she looks longingly inside

it's cold inside
he drapes his sweater over him
and walks slowly to the glass
he looks directly at her

the glass from the outside is cold
her hands feel numb from the cold
but her stomach feels warm

inside is extremely cold
the aircon is blasting
everyone inside is enjoying themselves though
but he isn't

stardust is in his hair
his mouth has drops of water
his eyes are watery blue
she stares longingly into those eyes

he looks at her chestnut hair
her hazel eyes reflect longing
she looks so small and helpless

he goes out
her eyes follow
gently taking her arm
he leads her into the party
both of them go, not looking back

the transparent glass has their hand markings