This  night is filled with flowing strands of your hair
The moonlight is washed by the shine in your eyes
Is it the moon or your shine,
Is it the sky or your existence,
Is it the soft movement of the winds or the smell of you
Is the blowing of leaves or your sweet whispers
I know your no way near me
but my heart continues embracing your presence.
Surprisingly it is not the lonely nights that remind me of you