Can you feel the evening bloom?
I feel it when we're under the moon
Cool, brisk winds that hit my face
Blowing my hair wildly in place
Maybe I'll catch a falling star
While you sit and puff on your cigar
I'll sing a graceful, elegant tune
As you hold me under the moon
Dancing fireflies buzz at night
Effecting us with pure delight
Crickets chirp while frogs sing songs
This paradise is where we belong
Think of me this afternoon
Holding hands under the moon
By: Brittany Benko
