Your Crimson Moon
You stand there, looking out into the distance, feeling the gentle gust of wind dancing across the sea of grass. Their shadows comfort you under the cold winter’s moon. Silently waiting under a sakura tree budding, you feel at peace in its embrace. The moon blankets you, while the petals press against your skin. The pink holds you close, as you desire to prolong this moment. Yet like all of life’s great feelings, it cuts back to reality.