Waning Moon Woods

We lingered a little longer,

Caught in a white moment.

As the leaves fluttered, there

Outside the window, and the letters

From the beige pages

Waltzed through the hush, they

Caressed our eyes;

Eyes beholden by the

Countless suns that were caught there too,

In that white moment.

And some unfading wonders.

We were lost.

We lived.

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