Night Watch

Night Watch


Take me back to laying on the hood of the car

Watching the stars

Well wishing on stars, which turned out to be Mars

Just forgetting who we are


Maybe play the Beatles and bum the night away

Jumping from noises in the bushes but they’re cats that went astray

Then look up and gaze at the Milkyway

Forgetting we have church the next day


Midnight blue, deep purple canvas

Sketches of mediocre stars and breathtaking planets

A slight breeze blowing from the East is something to relish

As I lay back and chill on a moment that I cherished


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