
The night is cold
The trees frozen in the frigid air
I look upon nothing but white snow on a green platform.
I stare into the open only to see
a boy climbing up the house
up to this room where a young girl waits
anxiously for her forbidden lover.
He slips in quieter than that of a calm winter’s breath.
I see him crawl under and into the dark room
The weight of his presence is thin,
As to not strike ears.
He carefully treads through the maze
of creaks encompassing the floor.
He prowls upon the woolen sheets
She takes his hands and pulls him closer,
kissing him with her pure cherry lips.
Time had not the faintest inkling.
The new day rose about the blank hills,
Tainting the sky with its pallet of colors
The large spectacle of golden light shining in
their uninterrupted passion gone with
the faint click of the light.
He realized it was time for his departure
And with one last kiss, he climbed down
And ran into the sunlight.
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