Fogged Glasses Pt. 2

The shadows have faded; the sun is at bay
I am still wondering how long he will stay.
His dark hair covers his breath taking blue eyes,
I blush and look away at the fading skies.
The purple is fading and the half-moon shines
My nose is tickled by the scent of green Pines.
Our eyes lock together for just a second
There's a hint in his that calls me to beckon.
He whispers in my ear, "Let's look at the stars,
maybe we can find one that we can call ours."
I smile and grasp tightly onto his hand,
we are alone in the quiet medowland.
Through his glasses I can see a strong smile
I have no doubt that this was worthwile.
We find a place together in the green grass
Not caring about how much time will pass.
The cotton wood tree rustles once again
He protects me from the shadows and cold wind.

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sound familiar? it should. [: