Silence
Like cold sheets, the night air wraps around us,
your voice hangs in the sky with the stars,
and the moon reflects it back to me,
and I lay there,
contented by the vibrations coming from inside you,
capturing every word, letter, syllable,
and letting them rest in my ears for a bit,
Your sound fades into a lull and the words stop flowing,
Quiet tip-toes around me and my thoughts,
I feel silence lay between us,
and I realize I like this as much as hearing your voice.
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