I am in love with

I love

the whisper of trees

an hour past midnight

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the silence of

darkened wind on my cheek

as stars sing high above

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I am in love with

the deepest hour of the night

for the only ones awake

are

the bad

or the broken

the depraved

or the depressed

the immoral

or the immortal

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there is

so much peace

in silence

for the lost

and for the lover

yet your touch

is a hungry reminder of

who is who

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I lean into your body

a perfect fit

to your dips and curves

your eyes are

the softness of the moon

I crave so deeply

and your lips

the galaxy exploding

inside me

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lead me awry

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I am both

the heartless

and the heartbroken

for loving

the dead of the night

yet finding solace in a soul

so deeply attached

to the sun