A poem by Isabelle Sorrells
I met you in the night
When neon lights lit up the green in your eyes.
I might have known you all my life
For all the dark had shown me.
You revealed to me the town in midnight hours.
I have never seen moonlight in such a way.
We parted before the sun rise
And I wonder if with the morning
I could ever find you again.
Or are you an apparition
Who walks in the hours between days?
A space only for the sleepless and mad,
I don’t know if I could live in such a place,
For all its beauty and mystery,
Not even with you.
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