Through the Night

They held each other’s hands
as they watch the sun descend up on the waters.
they laid back upon that picnic blanket,
there by the lake,
as the moon arose.

“I thought I was alone in this world,” said one.
“Me too,” said the other.
“I’m glad we’re here,” said the first.

“Me too,” seconded the second.

And they cuddled and cooed

until Sun rose up again.

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