This

Moonlight and star dust,
on every corner.

Warm summer nights, radiating love-
between cute foreigners.

Far away from all familiarity-
comfort zones eased, from
any sort of known clarity.

Hazy afternoons, spent swimming
in metaphorical seas.
Blurry senses, drifting
from all heavy tease.

This.

Surely is a form;
Fate chosen rarity.

Forged, from
pure heart's
sweet sincerity.