The unknown dark light touches the tip An unpredictable crazy wind follows my real When it does classify itself as like destructive It's feel like the wondering wind mill turns to a scary firelignific As the sun set like a empty death eve Till the brightening ship get my feet
A careless, he A caring, she Both were selenophile Lost in the night sky.. Counting stars awhile Made for each other They loved the night Both being a selenophile Moon was their 1st love That was also, alright