They sat and watched it all make glorious kinds of sense again – drenched in blissfully reawakened reawareness … soon as they took the the other person’s gilded hand and rode on into the rain-spent night
A half-moon caressed blessedly overhead – and this rather incredibly memorial moment, glistened amidst its seriously settled self, ’til twisting in time
And her soothing, all too reassured eyes meet his kindly everything – finally, dutifully, full-moon intertwined in this unstoppably persuasive rhyme

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