Jun 2018
That night sky's charming to the eye, i'd love to find a place to lie where we can watch the world go by.
The glow of stars as they glimmer and glisten, the breeze in the trees of which we can listen, they flash, flicker and flare as we stare without care and adore forever more that feeling of frisson.
The night sky's natural high is indulged by all that pass it by, with the purr of the world and whoa of cat's eye, it leads one to wonder. "Who?" "What?" & "Why?"
The Harmony of hearts as they flutter and flow, the thin blanket of mist of which does small twist, they swell, swirl and sway in their own lovely way as we adore forever more their most exquisite display.
The glow of stars as they glimmer and glisten, the breeze in the trees of which we can listen, they flash, flicker and flare as we stare without care and adore forever more that feeling of frisson.
The night sky's natural high is indulged by all that pass it by, with the purr of the world and whoa of cat's eye, it leads one to wonder. "Who?" "What?" & "Why?"
The Harmony of hearts as they flutter and flow, the thin blanket of mist of which does small twist, they swell, swirl and sway in their own lovely way as we adore forever more their most exquisite display.
