His Once Upon A Time

Isn't the moon beautiful?

he whispered those pretty words

in her ears

She danced through 

those butterflies in her stomach

a glimpse of soft smiles

in her eyes

longing for more and more

and yet nothing's left 

to listen and

no more pages to read

Isn't the blue moon magnificent?

a story of his once upon a time

uttered once from his lips

with her name embedded into

such a lovely night time story

of long time ago

The end.