1 Midnight Thoughts

Looking out my window, crossing paths with the moon and her children of the night, i sink in to a trans of which i seem to memorize as time passes by.

Looking at her, the goddess of eternal slumber i slowly fall in love with all of what she brings to me, oh i wish i could show her the depths of my affection to that beautiful midnight celestial, of which in the most horrid of nights of no sleep she awakens the beat of my heart as my eyes look upon her endless beauty. She whom i wish to love, is nothing more than just a midnight thought