Nightfall In Heaven |
The moon rises, Gleaming in the sky.
Spreading its glow across the black night.
The dusk, beatiful, mesmerizing, enchanting.
Yet with this divine beauty, My heart remains sad.
For with no one to share, Its beauty seems so empty.
Without someone to hold, And watch the moon rise with,
All of this is meaningless.
The moon no longer shines, Silence hangs heavily,
Over stained beauty. It�s broken only, By my quiet sobs,
Echoing in the lonely night...