Tiptoe to my nights
with tender steps
Unlock the windows open
Guide my thoughts to where they belong
Sing me a lullaby of your presence
On a moonlight night in September
the warm light falls upon her window
your shadow twinkling over
breathing her in
ethereally
The moon once watched melancholy
- Moza
Aug 18, 2020
Aug 18, 2020 at 3:35 AM UTC
Tiptoe to my nights
with tender steps
Unlock the windows open
Guide my thoughts to where they belong
Sing me a lullaby of your presence
On a moonlight night in September
the warm light falls upon her window
your shadow twinkling over
breathing her in
ethereally
The moon once watched melancholy
- Moza
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