waning moon woods

We lingered a little longer,
Caught in a white moment.
As the leaves fluttered, there
Outside the window, and the letters
From the beige pages
Waltzed through the hush, they
Caressed our eyes;
Eyes beholden by the
Countless suns that were caught there too,
In that white moment.
And some unfading wonders.
We were lost.
We lived.

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