Love

(Thoughts of an innocent and naive 18 year old...)

The moon rises in all its splendour
to bring together parted souls
Words they share, silent phrases all
clasping hands... emotions swelling up in their eyes and hearts.

Lost within each other
their whole world reduced to
just the two of them
the moon stands guard
a silent spectator.

What more can they ask for
but to stay together
for the rest of their days
to die but be parted not
for mere bodies perish
not pure loving souls...