The sinful evening dusks,
the lonesome winds call out my name,
watery eyes and silenced whispers,
a strand of hair caresses my face,
as soft as a thousand feathers,
my eyes slowly flicker,
as the moonlight beams on my pensive thoughts,
a perfect yet flawed crescent shines over me,
constantly reminding me,
the hollow skies and stars sparkling,
i hope every night ends as much of a mystery as this one
and i hope i can make it to the end of them all.
~Sara Chugh
