Scribble: There is a star in Brooklyn tonight.

      A lonely star watched over the city, lost in the flashing lights of satellites and jetliners, no more than a ghost of starry nights past. Yet, far below, between streetlights and the dim hum of bodega signs, a pair of weary, heavy-lidded eyes stared skyward, not once drifting from the lonely point of light above.
      A flash in that place beyond sight, of a summer-yet-to-be filled with laughter, the kiss of gentle breezes and soft, familiar lips, of verdant days of adventure and starlit nights of tenderness. Fingertips drifted without stirring in the crisp evening air, memories of smooth skin, warm to the touch, floating to the surface. And far above, lost in the color of a star, the cerulean pools of ponds yet to be discovered, and the deepest beauty of unforgettable eyes.
      Soon, came a thought, joined by a laugh and an ever-present smile. Soon we'll be together again, my starlight...
      And somewhere between memories and dream, another star slipped into sight beside its companion, as a smile shone all the brighter.

Scribble: Elevator music can be romantic...

      A smile slipped onto her porcelain face, gazing out over the flickering landscape. Just beyond the smooth glass panel, the city lit-up the night sky, a mirror to the countless stars above.
      Gentle laughter drifted into her ears, as a familiar hand slipped onto her shoulder. "Glad you like it," a silken voice whispered, just before a pair of soft, warm lips pressed against her cheek.
      Turning to see the glowing face beside her, the smaller of the two could only nod, a flush coming over her cheeks. "Thanks for showing me," she whispered in return, her slender fingers sliding over her companion's tawny hand. "Still, next time, I'm going to show you what a proper night sky looks like."
      "Oh shush," replied the silken voice, staring into star-filled eyes, as warm lips drew ever so closer together. "Just enjoy the moment for what it is..."
      And somewhere, in another world, a pair of elevator doors opened and closed, a single chime getting lost in the electric symphony just beyond the glass.