Moments In Time Under A Moon That Never Wants To Say Goodbye

1.
moonlight sings in my heart,
a crescendo of ineffable contentment
that rises like a majestic dragon,
breathing joyful fire across my body,
which has been granted immunity to heat
by the flawless tempest of your eyes

2.
Your gaze rings pure in my mind’s eye,
the depth of your being resounding openly within.

The haunting remnants of your touch cascade over me
with every capricious breeze of the wind,
reawakening the stirrings that were strummed
by your gentle hands like strings on an instrument,
creating beautiful harmony and dissonance that expands in my head
like ripples racing across the surface of a tranquil lake.

3.
moonlight sings in my heart,
a crescendo of ineffable contentment
that rises like a majestic dragon,
breathing joyful fire across my body,
which has been granted immunity to heat
by the flawless tempest of your eyes

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