Night

Remembering,
Your hand in mine,
Our fingers intertwined
Through the moonlit dark.
We would sit atop the cold stone wall,
On top of the world.

Remembering you,
The warmth of your body
Holding onto mine,
And the haven you were
To me.

Remembering us,
Your shadow welded to mine.
The mirroring lake
And the moon beneath the waves.

Remembering then,
And the sweet scent of crimson roses
That perfumed the night sky.
And the full, white moon
Lighting our path into serenity.