Serenade
'Mid twilight's tapestry, hearts intertwine,
A dance of spirits' grace, a love's embrace,
Romance revealed, an ageless tale divine,
In murmured oaths, they claim their rightful space.
Beneath the crescent moon's soft argent gleam,
Their fingertips meet, igniting hidden fires,
Like fireflies that in meadows cast a dream,
Their love's pure luminescence never tires.
Through whispered secrets traded 'neath high stars,
Their faith takes flight on hope's celestial breeze,
As constellations craft love's avatar,
Two souls set sail where only seraphs please.
In every touch, in glances deftly snatched,
Their romance blooms, by fate's own hand dispatched.
Copyright © Luna Everheart | Year Posted 2023
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