Night-lock

Supple sweet and silver

      scattered with the spotted light

deep in the forest we spoke

      and deep in the forest we returned

whispering with little intent

      sharing secrets though we never met

We never met so we never said

      enough things to regret. unlike others 


who have said too much, and time overspent





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