Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 17
Lay still with me here in the dark.
Let the rumours sing us both to sleep.

And in the morning, we'll emerge together
to carry on minding the gaps with such life
that they'll hear it back in London.
Davy
Written by
Davy
  149
   rick
Please log in to view and add comments on poems