Drive

The moon is still peering at us from above,

Don’t wake me up, too early for love.

It’s six AM,

In my hands

A hyacinth stem.

There he stands.

Car door open,

Smiling at me,

No words spoken,

I won’t flee…

But the moon is still peering from above,

Don’t wake me up, too early for love.

drive


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