Passion at Twilight

Twilight time is a time of shadows. One time, mistaken passion turned horrifying.

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He came to me at twilight.

It gave me a bit of a fright.

Should I stay or take flight?

His hug was warm and tight.

I wanted to be with him.

So handsome when the light was dim.

Is he staying or seeking asylum?

I longed to go out on a limb.

We ran away to a cave.

Scared, I pretended to be brave. 

Could I escape while his embraces did rave?

Passion flooded over me like a wave.

When at last I saw his red eyes.

I realized that staying was not wise.

Would I be able to flee his lies?

Luckily, he fled when the sun began to rise.

By Debby Hackbarth

From: United States

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