Justice S.

The sun goes down,

No sunlight in town.

   I feel motivated in weird ways.

The moon enters its full phase.

   I see the stars above the shore,

Do I listen? Or do I ignore?

   I hear a whispered promise of fun.

But are those whispers just a pun?

   I’m drowning in my thoughts.

Should I? Or, should I not?

   A big mysterious plot.

Place and time… Time and place

   I am running quite a race.

I hear my heart tell me to go

Sweetly sweetly with a great flow.