Keeper

No words spoken, yet your eyes speak none the less.
No gestures, yet your body tells all.
Wind blows your hair and the ghostly moonlight drifts through it. 
Heart beats and deep breathes, we take this night in.
No kisses nor hugs. 
No lust between us.
Just the night breeze relaying our silent words.
I see the east light coming in your eyes.
Soon stars will fade and moonlight cast aside.
I will return come the next night, and nights after.
My dreamer of dreams, my keeper of peace, beauty, and grace.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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