Under The Night Sky
We stand; moon glistening off the water, arms wrapped around each other, lost in our eyes, looking through loves bitter disguise, our hopes and thoughts entwined.
We sit; stars glowing, winds blowing, not a sound to be heard, but the moment to be captured, eternity stops as our worlds aligned.
We lay; entombed with silence, far from hindrance, accomplished the unthinkable, achieved the impossible, love awaiting to be shrined.
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