Singing all the notes
Drifting off to sleep
Loving the moon
As pure as the night
And reaching for the stars
Like the clouds reach for the raindrops.
YOU ARE READING
The Butterflies take flight
PoetryThe birds of love In a tattoo of roses And loved by the moon But the tattoos of us Turn into the butterflies Of the sky.
Singing all of the notes
Singing all the notes
Drifting off to sleep
Loving the moon
As pure as the night
And reaching for the stars
Like the clouds reach for the raindrops.
