Silence in the night.
Just a cold winter chill.
Stars glow so bright.
Everything’s so still.
Still, cold and wet,
Drops of dew everywhere.
A setting too beautiful to forget.
Beauty almost hard to bear.
How I wish to be the moon
And live only at night.
Nothing would be immune
To my sorcerous light.
Coexisting with stars,
Planets, comets and thus
Fighting with Mars,
Flirting with Venus.
