I feel your presence
on every silent night.
I strain to hear your voice
when the moon is thin in the sky.
You're with me
on every silent night.
I don't want to blink
or breathe too hard;
won't shatter the frost that falls
or pray for day to come.
I rest with you
on every silent night.
I spend my time
and wait for you
on every silent night.
(2011-Bolingbrook, IL)
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