One-and-a-half poems

[nightpoet00]

The city is dead, now is the ghosting hour

shadows reach like fingers falling across

the couple as they wander through the ruins,

midnight tryst.  They have never kissed

Comments

[abennettstrong]

Oooh, I like! I hope I get to see the finished product.

[nightpoet00]

Thank you! It did get a bit longer today, although it's not completed.