Sunset,
the fall of the night,
full moon shining bright piercing the lonely dark sky,
stands tall;
mystic scintillant icicle stars,
freeze in time;
clouds weaving in and out in a coordinated twirl,
hurriedly hastily,
enviously overlapping,
covering the glittered serendipitous majestic Moon.
The almost famous affair, the grandiose scene caters to the front row, playing itself out in tandem with an harmonic blueprint of the aspiring musician notes,
the sound effect of the breeze blowing by/

©️ Angela Aguiar