The park is quietest after hours.
Trespassing thrill, not for cowards.
Soft moonlight upon the pass.
We find our place within the grass.
Forever there, through the night.
Good morning comes at dawn’s light.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
The park is quietest after hours.
Trespassing thrill, not for cowards.
Soft moonlight upon the pass.
We find our place within the grass.
Forever there, through the night.
Good morning comes at dawn’s light.