one night am waking up and i get out of the house and pop to the sky,oh!its so romantic,i can hear the crigkets ricket and trhe quartlet moon above shine the smouldering yellow light  and am all alone,i want to stretch out ,grasp the moon and hold it tight to my chest.on this counter i keep longing….and the calls of nostalgia…the pangs of love…its alll like am pale now…i got no soulmate…perhaps someone to exchange smiles with….to fuse my joys…and wipe my sorrows…i head to the garden…am picking the red rose and a lovely,sweet scent is going up my nose…………….am kidnapped by the illusive feeling of lonelineess……..