Sneak Link

Sneak Link

Nighttime, when we’re meeting,
the only hour we speak,
a language of two hearts beating-
when presence completes.

This secret, our midnight link,
enjoying fruit, berries, and drink,
present yet fleeting-
say it’s a “me thing.”

Another passerby,
we couldn't make it last,
even if we tried.

Still, we do not stop,
not even for goodbye.
Fruits & Wine.