Lovelorn

It’s quiet, 5-something-AM silence is like a golden charm worn resting reverie, proudly by the lost and lovelorn And I’ve never known that side of the calm; always standing feet planted reluctantly within the eye of the storm Eventually the sun will rise, shining a brilliant spotlight on all the hidden truths and lies; And …

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I Am Still Here

Your eyes close peaceful rest holding your hand a gentle squeeze ...I'm still here Sunlight slips between the cracks in drawn shades Patterns of lace dance on pale linen colored walls Shallow breath I lay my head on your chest for confirmation you whisper ...I'm still here We fall together a dream state a reverie …

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