Friday, April 20, 2012

Constellations by KV Sart

The stars were a blanket
Stretching over the beach
We stumbled over rocks
Heading for a house on stilts

Underneath the house
We sat together
The wind blew cold
So she pulled my arm close

“Cuddle with me”
She said with a grin
And I looked in her eyes
And kissed her grin

We sat and drank
Talking about something
She turned and said
“Let’s go on the deck”

As we climbed the stairs
The abandoned house was dark
But as we crossed the deck
Lights, motion sensed

We sat in the chairs
On a porch that was not ours
Staring up at the stars
Trying to find the constellations

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