A Night - 3

 

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