Him Poem by Janara Matugas

Soft is the night, the moon shines bright
And the stars were twinkling with light
I sat and wandered down here
Watched the skies, so clear

Feeling the coldness of the breeze
Imagining my hands touched with his
Looking at eyes to eyes, smiling like this
Laughing at his jokes, and almost a kiss

But then I realized my loneliness
And the smile was vanished
From my lips, so effortless
It was just him whom I've missed