some nights, the moon will shine through my window, gliding across my face. with my eyes open, I'll watch him slowly slide downwards, resting on the corner of the glass. my eyes begin to flutter with fatigue, then droop. again they open, only to find him disappeared. disappointed, without his soft glow dancing around my room, a sigh escapes my lips. there is nothing quite like falling asleep underneath the moon's light. waiting to meet him again, I fall into silent rest with the murmur of crickets.
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katie- lover of life and Jesus. stories and photos are my favorite.
coffee, books, music, letters, and laughter make the world go round. I blog at bird and willow.
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ohmygosh, Katie! this is so lovely. thanks so much for guest posting :)
ReplyDeletegah. that bokeh.
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