How beautiful each memory is.

Intricately woven into my soul.

As the moons vibrant light rises to spill into the night sky.

Every star winks at me in sink with my breath.

As I deeply fill my lungs with crisp rejuvenating air.

I stare up at natures palette of colors staining the sky.

Devouring beauty at it's finest hour.

The last few moments left of a hectic day as it slips away silently, bidding me farewell.

Memories surface and whispers slip from slightly parted lips.

Blissful thoughts of a past lovers triste.

Baring memories like treasures tucked away.

Each part of the nights sights and sounds tell a story.

Wisely watch as I confide to the moon and stars.

Stories that begin but didn't quite end.

Yet tranquility and peace is easily found.

The trees elegantly swaying in the breeze.

The fragrance of flowers that caress my senses.

Damp grass covered in droplets of dew nuzzle my skin, like a  lovers desire filled lips.

Peace from deep within as days of Past come to mind.

Alas those moments seem so long ago.

Deep down I find content in knowing there's more stories to unfold and be told.

 It's these moments I hold so dear to me.

Finding comfort like a line in a beloved poem.

Or the velvet blossom of a rose clinging to it's emerald vines.

At this very moment my most treasured time.

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