I may not be an artist who composes decorated rhapsodies borne of their vault of arcane thoughts—
yet, by grace of every entity that reminded me of love, grieving or contentedly— I, undoubtedly, am a lover, who manifests their dreams into their amateur poetry bearing essence of the moon's lovelorn legacy.
They say the very gist of 'love' is to lose oneself to it,
I've only fairly felt it when I write. Not with a person, not any place or anything theoretically transient, but here, or in my pages, where this energy will be treasured and remembered when looked back at.
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