days of dusk.

when we were younger, everyone called
you midnight and I didn't understand why.

it wasn't until I'd began to grow out of
my boyish ways and
opened my eyes to actually see you,
did I discover...

it was because you blended perfectly with the dusk
and the moon was a reflection of your grin.

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an account of a husband uplifting and reminding his, often times, oblivious wife of her vibrant beauty and the ways she has impacted his life through a recollection of his fondest moments from their time together.