In the Wee Hours #2

POETRY – RANDOM THOUGHTS

Churn is soothing.
Crickets chirp,
dancing by a nearby light,
and the night air lingers on my lips.
Slumber sits beside me, rocking.
We’re together, yet so far apart.
Together rocking and enjoying the stillness….it’s 2 am.

~thank you for reading~

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