Dangers of Nightdate
My hand stretched to touch this darkness
as zephyr whistles to spreads its cloth.
This poor illumination creates fear as
pickpockets act on their preys
legs running to escape.
As I walk through the park to see my dame
Hope to have a good time in the twilight
Checking…my wrist does not remain the same
As my gold watch falls victim this late night.
My heart races to
see my dame walk gallantly
through sea of night stars
hope this date will still be nice?
her smile is reassuring.
DATE:8-11-2016
CONTEST: It takes four-Poetry contest by Broken Wings .
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