NaPoWriMo Day 13 (Remove filter)
Come Away With Me
The moon was bright that frosty night
he ghosted down the road;
her candle light came into sight,
its flicker barely showed.
His conscience itched but still he pitched
a pebble at the pane;
the curtain twitched, he was bewitched
to see her once again.
“Come down below and we will go,”
he whispered ‘cross the sill,
“For you must know I love you so,
and tha...
Saturday 13th April 2019 6:32 pm
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