Sunday, July 9, 2017

Dusty Moonlight

The sun is always shining,
The moon is always dancing with the stars, unveiled.

The warmth holds you in its arms until you're sound asleep.
Cradling you,
While the wind whispers sweet lullabies.

Heart pounding in my chest,
Excitement.
Bliss.

Barefoot dancing in the dust,
Kicking it to the wind,
Under this night sky.

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