Poet 11586

Night

Constellations around your eyes
Our souls waltz to the tempo of trees
In the night sky, our souls abide
Butterflies in the night sky
Following an evening breeze
Together, we hold onto twilight
A waltz, never to reside
You were made of moonlight it seemed In the night sky, our souls abide
From stardust, your soul was implied Someone forged from lucid dreams Together, we hold onto twilight
The rain falls, second sight
A drip­drop so sweet
In the night sky, our souls abide
And as our hearts collide
Let nature be our melody
Together, we hold onto twilight
In the night sky, our souls abide