Her Secret

she kisses a secret in deep sorrow,
at a lonely meadow
night has crawling inside her heart,
a heart without the light

“why does the moon have to be so bright?”, she says
she hides behind the colourless wind
trying to hide her face under the shade
where her tears become a secret

poetrynight #1

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