Summons

last night, we met as before during the second summons of our winter sun beneath the moonless canopy in the designated season where dreams live and breathe. we had to race far from the chatter of listening ears or views from curious eyes we sat and shared as we pressed our way shadows cared and watched above there is this place if you believe where we can be undisturbed and quiet, dear come with me and dream we will remember and live again the spaces between the imaginings...