The night silently creeps into life revealing secrets of daydreams that tremble in the heart.
Secrets, people say hide in the dead of the night but it is a myth. Clandestine love shivers.
Unsure of the night’s intent the beating hearts camouflage their deals in the glow of the city lights hoping to be together one night.
Distantly they watch the moon.
Distantly the moon watches them.
Through The Coloured Glass 