under the stars
samuel closes the door
there is no lock
zoey takes his arm the street
is dark is quiet not silent
a spring night
they walk to edge of town
past the stables to the meadow
far enough
she rests her head on his shoulder
the chill air settles upon them
how many times
in one lifetime do such moments come
enough not enough does it matter
they are aware of the moment of each other
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2026-05-21 at 05:46
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