So I decided to make a page for my poetry (and maybe even a few short stories. Who knows?). And this is it. 
Harvest Moon
Drenched in the glow of a streetlight,
On the front steps of the high school walk
We bask in the haze of a harvest moon tonight
Your lips hold such wonderful secrets and shocks
That are only yours and mine to know.
Fingers trace delicate patterns on skin
Passion wells up inside our souls
Forget all your worries, forget all your sins
In this sweet repentance that drowns out the cold
I am only yours and yours to know.
I am yours alone to have, to hold.
‘And I am yours,’ you whisper to me
And tenderly kiss my face
Your warm breath falls lightly on my cheek
And you pull me into a sweet embrace
You are mine to love and mine to adore
And I do, like no one I’ve loved before.
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