Another Hour (Original)

Poetry By: Erick Flores
Original Photography by: Mikael Svensson
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Remember the nights by the fire?
You would clench my hand,
The grip intensified by the hour,
The nights were long, so I would pray
Asking for shorter daylight
To see you again in moonlight.
As the moon would reflect
The morning on the other side,
Someone in that morning
Was also praying for a swift day,
But I asked them to wait
To grant me the longer hour.