Two cigarettes in the dark

Two, two cigarettes in the dark
he strikes a match 'til the
spark clearly traces
one face is my sweetheart.
two, two silhouettes in a room
almost obscured by the gloom
we were so close yet so far apart,
it happened that i stumbled in
upon their rendezvous.
i heard my sweetheart whispering
"i love you, i love you, you know that i do."
two, two cigarettes in the dark,
gone is the flame and the spark
leaving just regrets and two cigarettes in the dark.