A full moon early at the rendez-vous Ushering delicate dulcet nocturnal chimes On this day our anniversary But is it a mirage or really you There at our secret meeting place Used to say you wouldn’t miss it for the world The stars align and pivot in our favor But is it a mirage or really you Pulled by the allure of love that death cannot extinguish At peace with a nonverbal bartering That leaves me with the consolation That you really are here Of this I have no doubt Submitted on February 5, 2019 for contest EIGHT WORD ANNIVERSARY sponsored by MICHELLE FAULKNER - RANKED 3 RD