It was a midnight that had a smell like wet grass
                                    And a sound like smiles.

The river rushed past on all sides, and

                                                                                                disappeared

                                            sky,
as ecstatic eyes flew to the        and arms outstretched.


An attempt was made,
by a girl in a blue dress and blue shoes
    ; To catch that moment,
                                                              [and frame it.]


The shudder of the movement and the lines
of the stars and the shriek stuck in the back
of her throat and the feeling of running and
never looking back.

It was a midnight.