Light from Colored Windows

a time
colored glass
the light
filtering among the shadows
of a time
your time, my time
our time together
now, while the days are long
melting into night.
Smells of a musty time
a bed, upon which the covers lie
disturbed by you ...
Words said
written, love and despair
freedom
the walls whisper to me
of a time.
Come stay here, I will hide you
from the world.
I will show you
a time.
My time, your time
ours together
in the shadows of
the light from colored windows.

© Harley

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