the days

escape just barely

from the harsh biting sun –

that which has caused me agony for years past

the world I am leaving behind is crumbling

as I escape into the cool night air.

by the gentle touch of the moon

its light shines upon me

and I know this will go too –

a sense of peace

a stolen moment

a forbidden secret that is you.

Published by Luna

Hi, I'm co-blogger for I like writing poetry, drawing, and reading. Thank you for reading my work, and enjoy!

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