And behind the bravado
She wanted love
But it needed to be real
Her eyes rolled
As if hearing another cliché
Quite over that
Cards at face value
Discounted nuance
Filling those voids
I could tell
She was in a mood
So I just listened
Let her know
In my own crazy way
I was still on side
Sleep would come
Eventually & then
A new day
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