The blowing wind had something to say
The clouds hid the moon
I was there to listen
But the wind never spoke
Those stars were as curious as I was,
The trees were waiting for the wind to speak
Clouds slowly allowed the moon to come out
That's when wind spoke 'You look beautiful'
The moon smiled
And passed on the compliment to me
I blushed and my cheeks turned pink
Jealous of us, the breeze blew those clouds to hide the moon
The clouds stayed intact in their place
And lemme stare at the moon

- An Orderly Mess ♥️