Teenage Blogger

  After a calm afternoon, The night arrives soft and still; Moonlight dances on empty streets, And my thoughts turn gentle—unwilled. I remember her smile—the curve of hope, Eyes bright like distant stars; In the hush of twilight’s silver glow, Her beauty blooms across these scars. Starlight kisses the darkened sky, A soft chorus in the air; I imagine her laughter in the breeze— A moment that's delicate and rare. The moon pulls the heart’s hidden strings, Guiding memories into flight; Her presence lingers, warm and clear, Even when words run out at night. Under this quiet, I hold a wish: That someday she'll truly know How her grace sparkles in midnight’s glow A light only night-time shows. ~ Unknown 🌙  A Night - Pt 1  A Night - Pt 2