
The house is sleeping sound
The quiet starts to stir
Moon is bright, stars ignite
My midnight masterplan
A time to think my thoughts
Creativity begins
Shadows one or two
Creeping in the night
Full of thoughts unlocked
Writing in the night.
poetlouise
The house is sleeping sound
The quiet starts to stir
Moon is bright, stars ignite
My midnight masterplan
A time to think my thoughts
Creativity begins
Shadows one or two
Creeping in the night
Full of thoughts unlocked
Writing in the night.