In closing

She is fire to my veins
Her touch
Electric
Burning deep
Her voice is a calm
In the midst of the noise

Her smile
Her laugh
The way she is
How she moves

And so here we are
This is us
5 hour conversations
between
sleep and being awake
Her voice is soft
and you can hear her Smile …

I don’t know how this ends
But if it all goes down
Tomorrow
If the world comes apart
As we walk out the door
At least
We were honest
At least we loved
At least we reached across those walls

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