The window is open and from the sky a bright light sends an old memory of you, to me.
Layers of blankets lay scattered widely across your room, draping off your bed Soft Yellow lights fall from the roof and shine a heavenly glow around your head That night the moon captured two wounded strangers laying there Whispering and laughing, allowing their secrets to be captured by the air. Time faded away
I held onto the moon too tight So as I sit, reflecting on the night I notice how badly I miss those yellow lights