Two short poems: Our Little Secret and Petals
By Mercedes-Georgia Mayes
Our Little Secret:
Tiptoeing across the stars,
and squeezing close beneath
the duvet of night- we can’t let them see.
Talking in kisses and glances,
morse code touches across
our bodies- we can’t let them hear.
Trapping our hearts
in the silence and dark-
above all we cannot let them know.
Cannot let them extinguish
our already restrained moon glow,
it’s our little secret- don’t let it go.
I swear she’s made of petals,
and her hair blossoming vines.
She smells of running away
and lighter, easier times.
She twines round my existence,
curling round her sturdy shoots.
I could never pluck her from me
for we share the same roots.
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