Thursday, 11 June 2009

Poem - Hidden Places

by Moya Boardman
2008

Breathing out & breathing in
My face resting by your chin
More said in these moments of silence
Than a thousand years of words

In my spirit I embrace you
As you draw me ever closer
We steal away to hidden corners where
Unsuspecting they stumble across us
And tiptoe quietly away

For the hidden places belong to us
There time has no meaning
Forever so it’s seeming
Is only a breathe away