Night | Passing

A night to remember, a night to forget
A night to surrender, A night to reflect

yet a night held no meaning,
no ending, no beginning

but a night was there for a reason
and so was I her chosen

companion and mate

to welcome a morning I would choose to remember
a morning I would want to reflect
a morning with perhaps so much meaning, marking an end and a new beginning

sparking a moment so defining

yet I let go of a night
like any other that went passing.....