My Lonely Lore Poem by Kimberly Yeo Chui In

I stare at the silent starry night
The cold wind blew gently
Dancing with the hairs on my naked skin
Soft as they seem, the golden brown sand beneath my feet
where oh where shall I go on this Silent Night

My heart Thump Tily Thump
Like the sound of the African drum
If only you're here, to see them on my thumb
Just how the sound of rhythmis rum
Where oh where shall I go on this Mid Night Run?

To part, we did, never more
To say I shall, neither nor
For you it might be a core
But what is more than to say no more?
Where oh where shall I cry my Lonely Lore?