Restless hearts,
Pondering souls,
My hand draws towards yours,
The moon so bright,
Does it shine upon you too?
Oh, how do I feel this ache,
Hair running over my face,
The sound of my beating heart echoing in my ears,
Your presence has the winds rustling the leaves,
Oh, how I wish, you kept sitting next to me,
On a moonlight,
With thoughts exchanged,
And feelings entwined.
~Moonshines~
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