lying on the floor of the balcony

i close my eyes reminiscing about

the moment when you 

held my hand for the first time,

the chills, the butterflies,

you pulled me close to you,

and i stared into your intoxicating eyes,

just then, chilly air breezed through my face, 

and i opened my eyes to see the enchanting moonlit sky,

i yearn for your warm hands to caress me

with love, and tell me it will all be okay,

maybe it was a fantasy,

moonlight often does that to me.