beatricereeves

She stands in the light of the moon as she sways to the sound of the wind her face is lit by a beauty from whitin.;her hair glows like a halo as the moon shines on her face she dances like an angel ;so free and in her place,her laughter rings out so sweet and pure as she looks at the heavens above i.ll dance to the moonlight as i wait for my true love…;