Winter Moon


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His fingers move adroitly,
softly picking
at the strings.
As he strums,
quiet melodies
float into the air,
swirling around her
like a warm summer wind.
Heartbeats flutter
in between the notes
of his song,
and she wonders
why all the world isn’t listening.
Climbing her arms,
the music walks on tiptoe feet
and whispers to her soul.
Sun-dappled cheeks
smile back
and her voice,
clear and steady,
sings out through the trees.
Her words drift
from her lips
in honey tones
of green and gold.
Their music wraps the world
in dreamscapes
and morning lullabies.
She is his forgotten angel.
He is her winter moon.


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