Old School Fool

Old school romantic fool

Play the vinyl and we can

slow dance in the living room

On the carpet with our shoes on

Everything tinted teal

Or peach or whatever the mood

I would write you letters

Scarves of silk and wool

Anything for you and your

Old school romantic rules

Play your grand piano 

In that hauntingly beautiful house

And I'll watch you, mesmerized

As notes echo off the walls

You are something else

Nothing I've ever felt

Polaroids of our gummy smiles

In your wallet, to look at each time

Down the street, our feet unsynced

Hum your favourite song and we

can walk to our own beat

The old school romantic blues

Dance with me under the crescent moon

Unaware of the world and everything

that I would give up for you

Play me one last song chéri

Close your eyes, hold me close

Before I wake from the trance

And the reality I'd briefly let go.

                                        --Ananya Murali