The waiting night 🌃

The waiting night doesn't last anymore.

I'm sitting in the moonlight night light,

Under the open sky.

When will sky's chest tear,

One slice is the ray of the heated sun.

The noiseless world seems so calm,

The fireflies were startled.

Occasionally a gust of south wind blows,

The leaves of the tree sway in the darkness.

Sleep is broken by the call of insects.

They wake up,

Their wanderings begin in the open sky,

What can be said quietly.

In the neon light of the lamp post

Sitting alone, than in a lonely way.

When I heard the sound of footsteps, I stood up.

I ran after him looking for him.

Slowly the night passes the earth,

The watch of defense is cut off.

Yet I sit in hope,

When the dawn will descend across the earth .

Thanks for reading 💕💙