Midnight Sky

Midnight Sky

Hazels eyes that light up the midnight sky.

Men in valleys wondering if she could be mines.

Mines such utter solitude.

A man would have to be a fool to let her go when she’s so divine.

Skin so smooth as if it was made of the finest silk.

She speaks another language such fire when she speaking.

A scar on her head may be her finest feature.

Shaped like a moon and just like it she’s more beautiful at night.

That star in the dark when everybody turned off the lights.

One of a kind and she very different from the others.

The type of women that would make a great mother.

Like sky there are many of stars.

But hers shines the brightest and there are only one of her.