2 a.m.

Secrets shared
Under glittering
2 a.m calls us
And we answer.

Kisses and
Scorching heat
You and I
And wicked
We make love
Into the late hours.
And souls
We become
All night long.

Wrapped in your
Staring up at the
We talk about life
And the constellations.
We talk about the Moon
And her guiding light.
We talk about us
And the uncertainty
Of tomorrow.

Then dawn
And brings the promise
Of a new day.
New choices
New triumphs.
New answers
To questions we asked

But these hot
Sweltering nights
In the summer
Bring something more.
They bring memories
That never go away.
Memories that never fade.
Memories of when we were
Fearless and

They bring me memories
Of a love blessed by a
Summer moon.
When we danced by
Firelight and kissed
At dusk until
We fell asleep in
Each other’s arms.

They bring me memories
Of you and how I still love

ART: SkullHeads


Published by Kim V Poetry

I've always had a passion for writing. In this crazy world that we live in, I find my solace in made up words and make believe stories. Let's escape into the void and forget about it all just for a moment or two.

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