Beyonder
I am cold,
I am trembling,
I am closing
Night is falling.
I tell him I hate him
It's not nice of me
But Beyonder
Has taken a liking you see
To meeting in private
When we have no time,
To feeling when
We can not touch.
I tell him I love him
It's not right you see
But Beyonder
Has taken a liking to me.
I am cold,
I am trembling,
I am closing
Night is falling.
Copyright © Thresha Reese | Year Posted 2017
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