BILLY WICKHAM CLARKE

BILLY WICKHAM CLARKE

He talked of curtains and misinterpretations.
The moon was there with us while we talked of relations.
(…)
The window round the moon, our little room couldn’t contain.
Will it overtake soon?
Alas, nothing outshone the feeling,
Curtain could not conceal,
The memory of that tender night
When we learnt how to feel

Excerpt from self-authored poem exploring the blossoming of romance.

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