The Moon
The colorless moon went up the sky
yet prettier than a colorful butterfly.
It's splendor so powerful within its misty veil
I fell to the ground to the music of nightinangle.
Reminiscing the moment when I first saw you
May be it was when my mother held me in her arms and pointed up at you.
It's 2 A.M and I'm still staring at you
And that's the way I love you.
© Wini
yet prettier than a colorful butterfly.
It's splendor so powerful within its misty veil
I fell to the ground to the music of nightinangle.
Reminiscing the moment when I first saw you
May be it was when my mother held me in her arms and pointed up at you.
It's 2 A.M and I'm still staring at you
And that's the way I love you.
© Wini