In a darkened room
secrets can thrive,
memories abound
and fear can bloom.
I’m holding her hand,
the darkness lightens.
We are alone now
our secret is safe.
Through the panes
the woods are calling,
“Leave your secrets,
The time has come”.
3 thoughts on ““In a darkened room” by Catharine Amato, The aamora Secret Project.”
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Inspiringly beautiful combination of image and poetry, do keep at this until you fill a books worth to publish Catherine. Best regards to you from the scatt-man in Barcelona.
agree with the above response, such the perfect entry on the project
Wow. This is so good. Intriguing, like a secret should be.