Saturday, February 16, 2019

Lights about me

Is it something to do with silence?
Or is it the dark outside?
Why do I often find myself
In these nights about me

Maybe if you were awake
I'd tell you an old story
Watching clothes dry in the wind
Swaying tights about me

Instead your empty coffee cup
And a straw that touched your lips
Are my silent company tonight
With distant lights about me


2 comments:

  1. Lovely verse
    Good to see you still connected to poetry !

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