when the moonlight robs this night
of its glory, i reminisce how
you would do the same
thing ~ with just a gaze, a stare, a
word, a shadow, a confession,
a gentle touch and unwavering faith,
this heart remains grateful
to find your sunrise arresting
the darkness in my soul,
the moments pining and bruising
because of this distance
until you whisper to summon
that i let go of doubts and hold on
to the one who keeps me breathing.
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