A trickle of light

Our love belongs to the sometimes.

You had me once. I was all yours.

But we didn’t work that way.

Night and day.

So meet me in the shadows.

Some lovers need shade.

No parade.

The sun is for the lizards

We’re better underground

Hiding in dens, warrens.

A trickle of light is all we need

To feed , to feast.

Not always

But sometimes at least.

(C) Slumpless

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