8/22/95

Late into the night,

their words lit up the darkness;

lone tapers against the wind.

Late into the night,

he spoke softly to her;

butterfly's breath on her ear.

Late into the night,

she caressed his soul;

pure silk around his heart.

Late into the night,

they shared the silence;

doves perched on a wire.

Late into the night,

he held her close;

snow downy on a hill.

Late into the night,

she spoke the truth;

sunrise blossomed through the window.

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