A night outfield

The sun sets down for its day of glory.
The moon creeps out gently into the skies.
Lurking the beau of the night with stars glittering dressing the skies as the fine sand dressing the desert.
Immersing myself in the wonders of the skies, enjoying the calm beauty of the glitters.
The moon standing out from the rest, drowning my attention in my heart.
I'm missing her.
Miss that silly and sincere conversation.
Before long, the sun takes its place, placing myself in a skies of misses thoughts of her.