Beneath the blanket of darkness and tiny sparkles of dust, the whispers of the bright moon calls my attention.
I close my eyes as the wind teases me, to make known my plight to the mystery of the heights and I vision limbs entwined in mine, lips controlled by the mind, swept of earth by might.
The crazy luring of the night blinds my sight and, my crazy heart beats at the warmth that enveloped me from behind.
Snap!! my eyes open and I'm hit by the emptiness of mist staring from dark sheets.
Good night, for it's nothing but a wish.
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