Angel K Will

Taken away
into the still of the night.

The rustling of leaves
as we trek along,
deep into the woods.

You reach for my hand
as we leap across
the bubbling creek.

Two souls alone and longing
for the solitude and simplicity,
outreached by the city sounds and lights.

The crescent moon and chandelier stars
track our moves like a spotlight
on nature’s dance floor.

Our heartbeats
keeping rhythm.

Until the sun rises,
we’ll stay lost in the woods.

Taken away
into the still of the night.

(Inspiration for this poem was Suite for Solo Cello No. 1 in G major, BWV 1007 – Prélude)

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