Friday, May 9, 2014

09May2014 (12:43am)

But some nights
Truth and clarity come at me
Calmly, peacefully
With a voice so clear and loud
The echoes are nearly deafening...
Even in its pitch black silence.
We sit together in the quiet darkness
She sings me a song
Rocks me to sleep
Makes tranquil my dreams.

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