Poem -
Hidden.
In the dayÂ
our faces meet
but in the darkness
our hearts
when we drink our love
in one gulp
before the night disappears
like a sliding curtain
and black and white
fuse together
in the morning red
so that the changeÂ
comes to an end
of going and coming.
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