Dancing in the moon light
I lied down on the bench and looked over where the moon is setting down.
You were sitting above my head and drinking beer with the purple jelly.
The weather was suitable to take a walk together.
We listened music with these atmosphere.
While your hand rubbed my hair, You mentioned my taste in the music.
You said I need to enjoy other types of music. not just the classical guitar and sad something.
"You're always listening to music that is too gloomy and dark. You should get used to like the heavy metal"
"That's rough, I'm getting better though. and It wasn't too dark. but.. yeah maybe. I know what you mean. That time, those music were representative of my mind. You know"
Then I turned on the Elvis Presley's Mystery train. You listened steadily.
I love the moment when you listen the music which I turn on.
you searched familiar jazz after that. but I couldn't remember the name exactly.
but I clearly remember It was perfect to dance with you and we danced.
I could feel the moon that I gazed was setting in my mind.
when I realized that, I felt completely comfortable.