This isn’t one of my best, but I’m just pleased my muse has started to visit a little more often. I hope you like it.

We moved to our hands
When the spades weren’t enough,
The hole in the earth slowly grew;
A secret to bury
In land cold and hard,
A wicked truth we only knew.

A treacherous act
That made us as one,
Something to hide from the world;
The black of the dirt
Was piled to the side,
And into the dark it was hurled.

No more would this sin
Be awake to the day,
Once more our innocence saved;
In the bowels of the earth
Our mistake would remain,
No more to our guilt so enslaved.

We’d always recall
As we went our own way,
The terrible thing that we did;
But now in the dark
The secret is left,
And there would forever be hid.


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