In a town where the moon was so bright,
Two closeted lovers held on tight.
Their whispers of love in the night,
Carried over the phone's distant light.
Their hearts knew no boundary's plight.
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PoésiePoems i write at night hours... I hate them but maybe you will enjoy them?
Lesbians
In a town where the moon was so bright,
Two closeted lovers held on tight.
Their whispers of love in the night,
Carried over the phone's distant light.
Their hearts knew no boundary's plight.
