Beautiful Stranger
The cold biting my skin,
Like nails been hammered in,
Numbing all my nerves,
The dark sinister night,
Installing fear in my heart,
With faceless face,
The night outside,
Reminding me,
Of your magnificent face,
Wish you were here,
See how I yearn for you,
The problem is,
I don’t know you.
But I will wait for you,
As the moon waits for the night.
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