I don't know your favorite song or flower
Or favorite food or drink.
I don't know what time you go to bed or get up in the morning.
Or how often you think of me.
...
In silhouettes that shadow in the yellow of the moon
in midnight skies that sparkle with a million stars festooned
in scented summer air that beckons lovers with a breeze
in silence of a darkness that enveloped us
...