We Met Up at Midnight (from my blog 'The Moon Artist)

Memories of our past have resurfaced.

I remember now...

We met up at midnight every night

Underneath a blossoming tree

With our blossoming love for each other.

We met up at midnight every night

With stories and secrets for one another

Beneath that blossoming tree

As our love solidified

We met up at midnight every night

Beneath our blossoming tree

To exchange kisses and our vows

Before meeting final judgement.

We met up at midnight for one last time

Beneath our dying tree and taking one last kiss.

With necklaces of ropes about us...

We escaped our executioners.

(c) 2016 J.S./Selena Jade