As the moon shines my skin tingles and my senses
awaken, here on my own in my bed under the covers
looking out the upper higher window on this cold blistering night,
constantly worrying of the shiny moon and its phase.
As the moon shines the ocean sings a lullaby to put me to sleep.
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC
As the moon shines my skin tingles and my senses
awaken, here on my own in my bed under the covers
looking out the upper higher window on this cold blistering night,
constantly worrying of the shiny moon and its phase.
As the moon shines the ocean sings a lullaby to put me to sleep.