Uniting the Love
It was the midnight hour that she twiddled her thumb. Her long thick reddish hair flowing freely in the wind Whispering to the stars Winking up to mars Her heart picking up the beat Twice as quickly as normal a click Her brown eyes bigger than the mission Blinking away the brightness of the vision A silvery gray light from above Covered her, head to toe with a glove It was the perfectly round moon She swore it winked at her typhoon On top of the roof she stood Under the naked sky she looked And... Sign in to see full entry.