#WritcoPoemPrompt90

Moonlight Shadows, Hand in hand,
Leaning through the night in the meadow,
Against the compassionate trees of faraway land...
With your gentle touch, my night transforms,
A temple of stars, where worship warms.
Beside you, mornings bloom anew,
Blissful hours bathed in heaven's hue.

Disciples of Serenity, in grace we dwell,
Writing dreams where our stories tell.
Through the sacred flow of...