Dear Diary, Where do I start?
My moonlight escapade
kicked off when I lost my heart.
Before memory fades,
the tide of time takes it away,
I shall tell you and it will stay.
The tide of time,
The tide of time
is like a thief and we its prey.
Dear Diary, Where do I start?
The full moon was rising
when I saw him standing apart
from the rest, stargazing.
Captivated, I went to him.
What made him different from them?
Captivated,
Captivated,
we danced to the same rhythm.
Dear Diary, Where do I start?
There were fireworks tonight,
emotions ran from sweet to tart,
but it all felt so right.
Under the moon a love was found,
heads in the stars, feet on the ground.
Under the moon,
Under the moon,
built a foundation true and sound.
Author notes
I wanted to know exactly what escapade meant, so I looked it up. Escapade--An adventurous action that usually violates conventional standards of behavior.
My little escapade violates the standard of there is no such thing as "Love at first sight".
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Moonlight Escapades
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