racing

The lights are falling into pools of moonlight

dripping across the night sky.

The windows are rolled down.

The music is playing.

The time is still.

You are there.

I am here.

There is a comfort

in the loudness

of the silence.

This is it.

 

© Hudson Biko

 

 

6 Replies to “racing”

  1. It´s again a beautiful poetry, but a sad one too.
    Even if silence and the security that you are there and I am here is good, it would be nicer if you were here too?

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