Moonlight Affair
Moonlight Affair
I hear the sweet whispers of the night.
Wind howling my name.
Making my blonde hair shimmer in the glamorous moonlight.
Laying in a meadow, gazing at the stars.
Sparkling like diamonds.
So close but so far.
I close my eyes, what do i see?
For just a brief second, you're laying there beside me.
by
Shorty07HeyHeyposted on 10/30/2007
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