Poetdiary

Hyde Park

30.8.19
hands held
heads high
let go
out of time
christmas lights
in July
when I held you
you were mine
lost in like
wanted more
for you to
show up at my door
hold my hand
take me there
lie to them
fake a prayer
so cold, lips meet
mid-winter
summer heat
hyde park
hide away
pink hearts
sky's gray