2 AM

Lights off,

Except for the pineapple citrus candle burning and the glow of a laptop screen

You hum along to a song you’ve heard a thousand times,

You hit rewind because the melody caresses your ear drums

And the vocals kiss your soul

The rain knocks so politely,

You almost want to let in it

A dog deep sighs in her sleep at your feet,

The other noisily gnaws at her bone

The noise is fine,

At least she’s not in the trash

You carefully sip at your hibiscus tea

Waves of warmth flow over you

Fuzzy booties and onesies are great

But nothing compares to the feel of tea flowing from your throat to your toes

You’ve been pretending to write for hours,

A semi silent meditation

But its nice to do nothing.

Maybe you should be asleep

But there’s no deadlines or responsibilities at this hour

You exhale out of peace instead of anxiety

For a moment,

The world pauses

Its just you and the slow song you have on repeat

And as your tongue dances with the lyrics,

You smile