Luminous stars, a moon on my ceiling, sleeping under the night’s dark sky. But in my bed, I hug my pillow — if only you were by my side. I leave the window slightly open, feel the soft breeze drifting in. Smell the air as it brushes past me, your perfume scent — I feel you here. I hear the owl sing its old song, just a night beneath the skies. The stars, the moon, the gentle breezes — I slumber, I dream of you and I. The night is quiet, the stars are glowing, I whisper your name to the sky. The moonlight falls across my pillow, I close my eyes and feel you nearby. I hear the owl sing its old song, just a night beneath the skies. The stars, the moon, the gentle breezes — I slumber, I dream, of you and I,,,,,. Andy.B 02.05.003
