Poetry Blog by Tom (2018, dark)

Dark At The End of The Street

Are they fireflies or cigarettesĀ 
darting into the night
in the safety of shadow
your body presses against mine

Touch my chest and you'll feel
there is a space beside my heart
it's there that I detach myself
behind a firewall of truth
none on the other side persists

The things that we do in the dark...
I have lived so many years of my life
flirting
with the dark at the end of the s...

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