Night
The moon was full,
Circular and bright.
No clouds in the sky,
To hover and cover.
The wind swished around me,
Tangling my hair,
I fell in love with that wind,
That sung songs.
The owl hooted,
Calling its mate,
I wish I had someone,
I loved like that.
The light, wind, sound,
All blended together,
Not a hair out of place.
So perfect and bliss.
I was the only this out of place.
Circular and bright.
No clouds in the sky,
To hover and cover.
The wind swished around me,
Tangling my hair,
I fell in love with that wind,
That sung songs.
The owl hooted,
Calling its mate,
I wish I had someone,
I loved like that.
The light, wind, sound,
All blended together,
Not a hair out of place.
So perfect and bliss.
I was the only this out of place.