The intimate hour

The mornin’ hour 

The golden hour 

The creative hour 

The desiring hour

The raw hour

The anointed hour

The spiritual hour

see

My shyness gets the best of me, at the intimate hour

At the 11th hour

11.01 to be exact then 12.01 

Take a walk with me a trip in my mind

My words choke up and my eyes stream 

When nobody is around but me my and my lover 

What does he think about me, I want to know

raw, stripped down to my soul, unkempt

He’s allowed me to know him

Without mockery 

While the people sleep at the intimate hour

I get nervous

It’s raw it’s real 

It’s me

From one heart to another between lovers

Inspiration unlocked 

The intimate hour like the golden hour where the light hits your mind just right

And unearths the creative 

I’ve discovered, but what will people think?

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