2The moonlight
Just as if it is a spotlight
On a comedian, dancer, poet
On a performer
One who performs in the middle of the night
His audience comprises of the flowers, trees, and stars
The flowers bend with praise
The trees' leaves rustle as if clapping
The stars seem to wink their approval
And the nighttime performer collapses from restlessness
He sleeps beneath the stars
Blanketed by inspiration
And awakened
By the one who he would expect least of all to see
The one who should have been his audience to what he just said
And apparently she was in it
She heard everything he said
So she cuddled up in his arms
She gently kissed his lips
Then she recited his amazing performance and even added to it
"I Love You Too"