2am

2am is for the lovers who sneak secretly out of sleep Bare souls exposed. Staring through the darkness No breath out of turn. The unspoken words upon the desired lips, A somnambulatory growth between two hearts beating uncontrollably. Together as one. A collosal vision for the future created in one moment, One bliss unexpected moment. A view without an audience Between two beating hearts which echo loudly across the morning sky. Shadows of the soul grow small and disappear. A silent memory only known, known to 2am