Every night I dream of us dancing under the moon, the stars twinkling against the sable sky. A cool breeze lingers on our skin, giving relief from the hot summer air. Our song, the rhythmic cadences of the crickets. As we sway, the night comes alive and I feel whole again as beauty fills our meeting place. For just a few hours before daybreak we can be together again.
© Kristen Ricketts
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