The hour grows later and later
A result of tireless minutes ticking by
Her face, her voice, her ethereal frame
Are relentless late night companions
In the darkness of my bedroom
Elusive slumber cowers in the darkness
In a race against a glowing sunrise
I pull the covers high over my head
Alas, I greet the day under the weight of
A trail of restless footsteps across my mind
In a crowded room, I embrace my solitude
From thin air and jumbled thoughts
She materialized in the doorway
In a rush, a cascade of thoughts slam
Against the forefront of my mind
An avalanche of images wash over me
Our eyes meet… I see that she knows
And suddenly she is swept away
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