Hiding in Moonlight

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1+2, Heero’s POV

I saw you one summer’s night

Dancing on the beach

Your chestnut blonde streaked
silk surrounding you

I had so many questions

And looked so hard for the
answers

Drenched in work and a girl I
did not care for

I was still searching

In the dark light, you spun
around and smiled

“The princess really doesn’t
suit you.” Your voice chimed and shimmered as though it were a glistening
waterfall

Taken aback by your response,
I was silent

In your denim jeans and black
t-shirt, you were the most gorgeous fey I had seen

As you pranced past me, you
kissed my cheek

I regretted that silence, for
I had finally seen my answers in your lavender eyes

I quit my job and told my
high-class girl ‘no’ and met you again the very next night

You danced to a hundred,
silent violins as the full moon shone silver streams upon you lithe form

I smiled

“The sun truly doesn’t suit
you.” You smiled back, as sweet as honey.

“Ah, ‘tis why we dance to the
beat of the moon and the princess lounges to the dreary fire of day.” You reached
out your hand and I took it

It was small and soft, yet so
capable to create a pull on the heart strings

We walked side by side, hand
in hand by the light of the moon

As the sun rose
high on the sky, we ran into the ocean with waves lapping obediently around
your ankles

The shadows strayed far from
the horrid light in which you bathed

We swam and sang and laughed
and danced, no longer in the dark, though all the while awaiting for the moon’s
song, once again