• hopelesssoul 6w

    Bright in the sky,
    The Sun was high.
    //
    Breeze brought the dears,
    Moon smiled in tears.
    //
    They both sat and wondered,
    Talked about where did they wandered.
    //
    Now somehow they both meet,
    With all the longings cravings and nasty greet.
    //
    Every second counted,
    Neither the sun nor the moon was bounded.
    //
    But this time they both wanted home,
    A home where they woke up to each other in a loving dome.
    ©hopelesssoul