Midnight’s Hymn by Christopher Hopkins

Midnight’s Hymn

Good night my love.
Good night,
my love and truth.
I must give you up,
for the hours to pass.
For if awake I stay,
no sun will rise.
Our love has stopped all clocks.
I must give you up to the dreamers trance,
until that time,
we’ll wake again,
our thoughts intwined,
mind and limb,
warm in our lovers den.

Christopher Hopkins, was born and raised in Neath, South Wales, surrounded by machines and mountains, until he moved to Oxford in his early twenties. He currently resides in Canterbury and works for the NHS. Christopher has had poems published in Rust & Moth, The Journal, Harbinger Asylum, Scarlet Leaf Review, Anti-Heroin Chic, Tuck Magazine, Dissident Voice magazine, Versewrights, Poetry Superhighway and Duane’s PoeTree and the online literary journal 1947. Two of his early e-book pamphlets “Imagination Is My Gun” and “Exit From A Moving Car” are available on Amazon.

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