Between us is an ocean
Twenty seven roads strung over days and hours

In the darkness you lie with me
Your hands curved around my waist
Forehead to shoulder
Breathing deep

My empty bed taunts me
False memory of half remembered dreams

In the silence you whisper to me
Our story told in sighs and moans
Lips that bring me shivers
Pushing alpha

Too early for bird song
Just the echoes of those moments living on

In this time between times
I lie in your arms as you sleep
In another city, another life
Dreaming small

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