There's just something about late at night.
It's casual and good.
And I think you agree.
I know you past midnight the most
and the best.
The way we talk with candor is
sometimes callous and
sometimes not.
Our syllables slow down,
sometimes completely.
And in dim light we sit,
full with one another.
Breathing in and
breathing out.
Being me and being you.
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