Fireflies dot the skies as
we dance in the moonlit night
unaware, without a care for
the rest of the world.
Your hands brush my face
filled with gentle grace
as we claim this place
as our own,
and with you I don't
need a home.
The willow sets the scene
so calm, serene
as the moon beams
keep time, getting lost
in the rhymes that
we sing and the
joy that they bring
to my soul.
You awakened me from
a sleep so deep I
couldn't tell I was
dreaming
or screaming for help,
who knew a stranger
could know me so well.
Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 7:12 PM UTC
Fireflies dot the skies as
we dance in the moonlit night
unaware, without a care for
the rest of the world.
Your hands brush my face
filled with gentle grace
as we claim this place
as our own,
and with you I don't
need a home.
The willow sets the scene
so calm, serene
as the moon beams
keep time, getting lost
in the rhymes that
we sing and the
joy that they bring
to my soul.
You awakened me from
a sleep so deep I
couldn't tell I was
dreaming
or screaming for help,
who knew a stranger
could know me so well.
