moonlight memory
these hills roll into higher peaks
as daylight falls into the eclipse
the winter chill could last for weeks
but stars shine brightly over your lips
imagination lingers by ways of breeze
the candle-wax seems to drip from the wick
time slows and my breath seems to ease
yours does too, and then it all clicks
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lovely!