NaPoWriMo Day 9

Still, Still

At times I may forget it in the midst of the mundane
When the sound of your soft breathing, unobtrusive as the rain
Is puncturing the night, soft and slow, full and real
That we once walked in misted evenings, starlight we could feel.
And we surrendered memories beneath the German sky
And felt the bonds of meteors on hearts glad to comply.
I have forgotten, do so still, and will again forget
That the choice to watch the sky fall down with you left no regrets.
And you still have the open wound inflicted by my love
And you still have that power over me that proves enough.
And though the days stroll freely to an uncontested cease,
You still have all it takes to set on fire my inner peace.

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