At Night
I am a secret
in the dark
curled and stretched
a cat
and not
I go to places
imagined
and real
yet no-one
sees me
I soar and swoop through
fantasies
but remain
still
breathing
In blackness
I feel soft
down
enveloped
alone
with you
Copyright © Kaye Locke | Year Posted 2016
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