A Starry Confession! ! Poem by Janhvi Khullar

The vibrant views of night sky,
underneath which I lie,
The stars I see, twinkling,
as if giggling, singing to me.
The moon is crescent,
in midst of clouds,
roaming around, playing hide and seek.
You held my hand, whispered in my ears,
It was a lovely confession.
So basic, yet so divine,
passing the ages of time.
I smiled and blushed;
looked back at the sky.
It appeared more dazzling,
prettier than before.
I heard love makes things beautiful,
but I felt it that night.