At 3 a.m., it is hard to tell
conversation from dream:
was that you laughing
or just the memory of?
If I cover my head
to hide this moon, revealing,
can we pick back up again?
Talk about whatevers,
smile in that easy, easy way,
share our secrets and laugh
without reservation…
or would you remain shadow,
ever crossing my path like this,
without regard for the missing?
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