Beep, beep, beep her alarm whined
She opened her eyes but could not see, for in the darkness she was blind
Quietly she crept out of bed
Not sleeping, but wide awake instead
She grabbed her basket, her red hoodie and pretty lace dress
Careful not to make a mess
Tiptoed past her parents' room
Past the closet that contained the broom
Past the street lamp;
The midnight air so foggy and damp
From the sky droplets fell as she entered the woods
Her basket filled with plenty of sweets and goods
She held it closer to her chest
An effort to keep them dry for her guest
She stopped in a clearing
A tall shadow waiting, nearing
A calloused hand brushed against her cheek,
Leaving her head spinning and knees so weak
He greeted her with his husky voice
And once again she did rejoice
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PoetryHer words were laced with hidden meanings. 1ST PLACE WINNER OF THE CAR AWARDS 2017 start: 3/3/2017 COVER ART: KELOGSLOOPS 2022 Edit: MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING FOR MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES (+MENTIONS OF SELF-HARM!) I...
