When the lights go out
And the night comes crashing through.
The only thoughts in my head…
Will be of you.
As the breeze passes on by,
Covering that face I call mine.
I’ll gaze into those eyes
And lose myself.
And the as the Moon looks down on us,
Probably wondering what is true love,
We’ll be there in plain sight
Dancing the night away like a pair of doves.
There in mid dance, I stop for a moment’s glance
And once again lose myself in those two hidden worlds
Only to ask myself if before I died…
Could I relieve this moment one more time.
— Hugo E.