‘Twas a cold full moon night
With her right here by my side.
Her eyes are closed, dreaming,
As I silently watch her sleeping.
With the rustle of leaves and dance of the wind,
I can feel her warmth while she breathes.
A little slide of my fingers
Through the waves of her hair,
A caress to her cheeks, cold because of the air.
Peaceful and quiet,
Still I can hear her laughs,
Overflowing in my ears which made me smile.
The full moon is watching,
Just as I do, over her silence.
And yet, even my heart shouts,
She still doesn’t know
That I’m hiding, a secret, my love for her.

 

April 3rd, 2010 by andoyman korny