In the midnight
Under the coverage of crescent moon
The whistling of the breezy wind
I wait under the dim-light post
Waiting for you to appear
As the time ticking in a hurry
I know you will turn up
The time of knowing
In the mind to play
I watch the scenes unfold
The night of mists
You take your slow walk
Approaching me
The cry of crickets
Creeping into your ears
You hurry along
Don't want to be left behind
But I wait for you
Watching you in every move
In the midnight
The honey warm to taste
Fill up my mind
As you open
The moment of our lives
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