2am

Sitting under the stars on a cold clear night Listening to Daeguemi_Nuna and a serenade of frogs, staring longingly at the moon My mind travels some great distance outside myself I must go to where my heart is My enchanted eyes graze over the twinkling frost covered grasses, and the graceful bare branches of the trees The soft light caressing their silhouettes Reminding me of the pale glow of your skin I don't feel the sting of the crisp air Warmed by the thought of you