Crave

I crave for days like these;
Early mornings when the Sun barely touches the skies,
As the misty fog starts to disperse into thin air,
And the birds just about to leave its nests,
Chirping alongside the sound of nature,
As the world slowly comes to life.

I crave for days like these;
When the Sun starts to set in the West,
Radiating a spectrum of colours in the horizon,
Only to make way for the shiny glimmer of the Moon,
And the twinkling light of the stars,
As the day slowly fades to black.

I crave for days like these;
Where there’s just me,
And there’s just you,
As we lie on our backs overlooking the Milky Way,
Craving for days like these to never end,
Craving that our love will never fade to grey.