Hour 7
Secret meetings, arranged in hushed whispers,
Windows creak and our bodies slide through
into the night
into the secret illumined by the midnight sun.
Secret meetings created our path
in the night
in the shadows.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Hour 7
Secret meetings, arranged in hushed whispers,
Windows creak and our bodies slide through
into the night
into the secret illumined by the midnight sun.
Secret meetings created our path
in the night
in the shadows.