You and I

24th of April, 2013

Whispers of moonlight

shadows hold us close

midnight's chiming

when it passed, we don't know

A drifting melody

it hangs in the air

as a lonely cicada with a symphony

and it doesn't seem to care

and neither do we

because the night's still young,

and, before our throats grow hoarse,

there's a song to be sung

Nothing, nothing left,

we'd find,

but there's still you and I,

you and I, and the night's young, and I don't mind

Reviews

[Ethan Lang]

There's some really powerful imagery in this. Keep up the good work!