The night was neither warm not cold
just the right sort of welcome mid-November
....denial of winter
I wanted to see you
lunar blooms cast glows
on stick trees and woodland creatures
I was driven
not by love, but by another
moving not too fast, and not too slow
I was taken, my heart hurt
not an ache but a grievous hurt
like mortality had crawled into my chest
moon kissed, the landscape rolled on
there was beauty in the shadows
love in the silvery light on the hills
passion in the way the beams played
the ethereal glow of happy that danced
entwined under the stars
I couldn't take the magnificence of it all
the real exquisiteness
of everything that you can't be right now
I did not want to see it
I wanted to see you
stubbornly I closed my eyes
sara
آخر المواضيع
(Driving Away From Love) 
