Let my candle burn

The brightest flame it can be

Against darkest night

I wish to shine like a star

Reflecting in deep blue hues

With minutes to spare

She lets the words flow through her

Destination-less

Spitting black in on the page

Rorschach in all its beauty

“Oh good night,” I sing,

To a rising, merry moon,

Her silence greets me,

A full mirrored reflection,

Dazzling the waters edge.

The sun sets beyond,

A yawning horizon line,

Capped white waves rolling,

Sprinkled with a sailors song,

For swimming fish and starlight.

As the song concludes,

A hush hovers in the air,

It is so quiet,

Your heart begins to panic,

That is when the crowd goes wild!

Each seasonal shift,

Captured within these verses,

Contain memories,

Some are sweet and some are sour,

Woven together with care.