Little anecdotes of you

A little poem about the anecdotes that have kept me up at night

While your day starts with the sun's kiss
Mine starts with little anecdotes of you though they might not all be true
Yet I smile with a sigh of bliss
And when at night the moon flaunts it's brightness
I chuckle with ridicule for there is nothing brighter than your eyes
And when the ghost of my past cries with sorrow
I tell it tales of you
And the next night it tells me
it woke up With little anecdotes of you

Author's Note

Ignore the roughness of it