Slowly, she glanced around the room. It was dark, no light to study, and it was filled with gloom. Though this may have been a mistake, she crept, wide awake. The halls were empty, just like all hearts. No one silence, with not a simple sound. Her light, feather-like, feet brushed against the hard cold palace floors. As she felt a shiver, along with creaking of the doors. Still, as the kingdom lye asleep, she felt the need sneak away, if only for a peek. The moon was a dazzling sight, a dazzling one indeed. And only such a full moon could commit this special need. Large and bright, surely it was. But those were the poets words, only just because. The way it dangled, loosely, in the nights falling sky. The shape and angle, to the beautifying eye. Not only did it gleam, it could glow as well. Though that was only how it seemed, just as the stars fell. Dropping from the endless skies, they flew a negative flight. If only she could feel them, and experience such height. She watched in amazement, in that lonely unique garden. With such white roses to speak, it was truly quite the bargain. If only she could stay forever, getting her midnight walk. If only she could remember that Miss Moon couldn't talk. She spoke and laughed and sang all night, but Miss Moon began to go to rest as miss sun replaced her right. Miss sun could be seen at darkest of days, with it's light blocked away and sweet clouds to praise. It'd still shine, oh trust, she knew. But Miss moon told a different story about a romantically agonizing blue. Romeo and Juliet, that was the name. So every lonely night she went and came. Even as Miss moon disappeared for the very last night, she still smiled with her grin shone bright. "As much as I'd like to stay, this, my friend, is my very last day. The times we shared, the times we parted, please know that your blessing was such a beautiful art. I may be old, I.may be sick, but I will never ever dare to forget. These times were cherished, and I will pass them on. Please don't forget my lonely love song. For only on lonely nights did I visit, but I finally realized, you were the one who was truly alone."
Written :11-20-16
By: Jasper Clevora
Gift: Even as I walk lonely path, I won't second guess your choices. Your reasons. For I love you, and I wish to be with you. That is all that matters.
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«*»On Lonely Nights«*»
Poezie«Tell a Story» «Poems» «Short Stories» She dances to no beat, a soundless nights air. She dances on her feet, without giving a single care. She dances all night long, to not a single song. She dances with no lights, only on lonely nights.
