{May 15, 2013}   SomeTimes

the quiet of the night
turns into the quiet of the morning
with you there and
me here
but separate
word by word
minute after minute
thought by thought
hour after hour
uncensored and unavoidable
back and forth and on and on

i heard your voice last night
you were right there with me
and i felt your touch last night
your words took on solid form
you helped me through the night
into the quiet morning


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