Friday, February 13, 2015

My Moon

As I counted the stars with curious faith 
Little shiny creatures that formed in eight 
Barely noticed the Moon as the clouds hid it 
Took me a little while to get to see it. 

A very catchy thing in the sky I would say 
On the ground relaxing my mind as I lay
Didn't bother to look back on the little ones
As I have loved the star with all my heart once.

Night goes deeper, emotions get stronger
Eyes get teary but I wish this is forever
Never let this Moon be out of my sight
Had glanced to the left side but never been right.

Wind blows so hard but it won't stop me
The Moon and I are strictly meant to be
Wish I'm a witch and fly to the moon
As it makes my song always in tune.

No comments:

Post a Comment