Rowing under the midnight sky, A gentle river just you and I, Sitting on a woody raft, Feeling summer's midnight draft. Watching under the starlit sky Tranquil forests hush nearby, Crickets chirp their melody, Just as you huddle up to me. Birds stay silent from a midnight song Their voices stay muted at least til dawn, My fingers brush through your hair so soft As we lay still on this rafty loft. Be it dream or be it true, Be it forever that I'm with you, Let not the strike of seven break through... read more
