it is the dawn that
tells the truth, it is
when the soul wakes up
upon a body still wanting more
sleep, and it is when you
too, feels the urge to listen
it is dawn that gives a chance
for the fitting in, of what
i have not said that night,
when you too, was not in the mood
for absorbing, and then i wrap your
body with my arms, and you too
wrap mine with yours, and we
understand each other, and
it is the silence that forges
our oneness once more, &
then the first ray of the morning
light comes through the slit of
the window,... we are ready
to break ourselves again
to another episode to
another new beginning.
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