Moonlit Skies Poem by r. A. bentinck

I remember that first night
Under the soothing moonlight
That chased the darkness away;

Long enough
For us to see
Beneath the facades,

Long enough
For us to see
The genuineness
Of the love underneath it all.

Amidst past hurt
And debilitating pain
That love germinated,

Amidst doubts and uncertainties
And lingering fears
That love bloomed.

The love grew.

I remember those nights
Under moonlit skies when
Our love lit up the starry skies
Right in front of our eyes.