IN THE STILL OF THE NIGHT


In the still of the nigh when the wind
Whispers your name
I see your face
I fell your warm embrace
Love returns to me

Across the vast space that divides us
I read your mind
Fear not
Your still mine

The nature of love
Is an odd thing
In order to be free of doubt
And be our self's
Time apart a necessity

What then becomes the course
of our love
Is of time
In the still of the night
I long for your return

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