Submerged in the moonlight…

No that was not me, that was someone, perhaps a better version of myself,

Holding your hands in the moonlight, sprinkling the stars in your praise, No it was not me,

She was quite passionate, but He knew passion was often garnered by patience,

Lonely nights and the silence, perhaps they never gave what it wanted, Imaginations lingered the feelings, thoughts were visible in the eyes, but they couldn’t read each other,

And after a decade of reminiscing, they weren’t too passive,

They read each other, like never before,

They submerged in each other and their soul was the witness, 

No it weren’t they, They were a better version of themselves!!

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