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In The Night

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Sleeping next to me
her body rarely moves
echoing the stillness

and the dark quiet of the night

 

I pull her gently closer to me
trying desperately to feel her calm

 

The beasts of the night are held back
by steel reins of contentment

now welcome, sleep finds me again

◄ Bad Poetry Blues

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