Literature
A moment of us.
If under the stars, we sat for a while
I'd tell you my secrets, and steal you a smile
If the world stood still, and the moon stopped shining
I'd walk with you under the false lighting.
If the trees stayed bare, through all of the seasons
And the sun chose not to glow, for it's own selfish reasons
I'd take your hand, and we'd dance in the dark
And sit at the pond, that grows still in the park.
Sparks will fly, under the moon lit sky
And we'll use that light
To brighten our path
And together, we reach our abode, at last
In our room, we sit by the fire
And, feel the flames as our hearts will perspire.
We'll blanket together, in th