Reunited - Aragorn and Arwen

Lingering dreams wake the stillness of night,
A starry hue in the eve,
A sense of hope, of misty light,
A faith that all believe.

A happening, a woken sense,
A joy the world beholds,
A love, a kiss, unsaid, intense,
Before that moment folds.

And in his arms I gently sleep,
His soft hand on my hair,
And in our dreams is where we meet,
And he is with me there.

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