Night Call

a sliver
of a whisper
draws me back
to you.
i cannot help but stare,
and the wanting
leaves me ravenous.

the wickedness
of this memory’s tangibility
lifts my sunken heart.


and the beauty
of solitude,
pristine like a perfect winter day
chills this fiery soul.

a day of neverending calm,
free of the fields of feeling
that hosted our summer play.
free
of the love
that fear sent away.

so in the corners of this night
I reach for you
with these words,
but the darkness has fallen,
and hope has too.

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