and as the moonlit waves
fondled our faces
i felt his hand over mine
i was happy
but little did we know
that it was love
a love so frail
a love so fragile
a love worth cherishing

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Unmuffled
Poetrya collection of his thoughts, questions, and manifestations on love and all the in-betweens
moonlight
and as the moonlit waves
fondled our faces
i felt his hand over mine
i was happy
but little did we know
that it was love
a love so frail
a love so fragile
a love worth cherishing