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Click hereI can't tell you now
not in the light of day
meet my by the silo tonight
after the moon rises from the crapapple tree
fast through the woods
with only fireflies to light our way
along the edge of the creek
barb wire in the dark
stop by the third oak
catch our breath
steal a kiss
eternal moment
then across the field
moonlit gleam in a rabbit's eyes
when we reach the rock wall
we're almost clear
crouch down, look back over the top
don't speak
don't breathe too loud
don't let go of my hand
look for the path
trampled pine needles
the big poplar is over the second hill
listen for the little stream
trickling over the big rock
there I'll find the words
that I can't tell myself
from my knees
I will give you my confession
your hand in mine
gives us that right
tomorrow is all that matters
you can feel the adrenaline pumping. Thump..whooosh...thump....whoosh. Be still my heart.
A spell check woulda caught it! But it's still a lovely poem, full of contained excitement and draws the reader on past the "crapapple" with ease.
Well done!
Flying fast as your heart. Lovely images. Love the moonlight gleaming in the rabbit's eye. Change to crabapples and you are 100%!
i couldnt sop laughing when I got to crapapple..maybe I can finish the poem later..hell, what a typo!!
into the country night. It all takes a slightly different course in the darkness, the stolen kiss, the whispers, all very exciting. very good.
jim : )
...love your work when it shows itself, always wish there was another, and more. Yours words take me, own me when I read them. Thank you.