UNDER THE MOONLIGHT

By SANIA

 What are you thinking?

I ask you as  I lie beside you, clueless and insecure

With your face under the moonlight looking so pure

While we look up, stargazing, at the beach


You smile and tilt your head towards me

And all at once, all of my worries flee

You didn't answer my question but I know

From the look on your face and that glow.


You were thinking about us, weren't you?

Our near future of togetherness wherein

You and I are blessed with worries so few

Not because we are oblivious to the hereafter but 

Because our good times are long due.


I smile too, and you say I look beautiful

Especially with the moonlight reflecting on my face, 

And with that praise, I lock eyes with your tender gaze

Which soothes me and puts my mind in a calm haze.


I wish this day never ends, I pray to the shooting star

That I almost missed as I was looking over to you

And I know you saw that shooting star too and 

You probably wished for the same thing too

Even though you say you don't believe 

In the same things that I do.


As the dawn approached and the sun rose,

And the serenity of the night faded

We slowly got up, walked a little and left

With our love more persistent than ever and unjaded.


The perfect night had ended but 

The perfect life was yet to begin.

And as strange and uncanny as that sounded

We knew that our affections were well-rounded. 


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