Rendezvous

Seven hours ago I walked with you in the moonlight. We dallied until only a handful of stars were left: the last vestiges of night. Now the sky is pink and waiting; morning holds its breath.

Seven hours is not enough to make up for all the lost years.


7 thoughts on “Rendezvous

  1. Laura says:

    I really like “morning holds its breath” because we also don’t know what’s going to happen with these lovers. My reading was that they have to part again.

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