post-it-ninja

When it's dark and the sky is alight with stars I lie down in grass and gaze wistfully on Thinking of your lovelorn smile Where has that glimmer gone Stolen from eyes that used to burn with ardent flame Eyes that used to lock gaze with mine The summer breeze blows hot and sweet And my thoughts drift on in restless abandon Aimless as the fleeting life of a falling star I sigh and say to myself a little prayer That drifts out upon my quieted breath Across the seemingly endless lazy hills A prayer for myself and for you, my dearest of friends Then into the night I get up and go Listening to the crickets sing unto the moon