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Her Thoughts
Not even the night can rescue her from her thoughts
I can feel her thinking even in the dark
The distance between our nakedness is merely inches
But it might as well be oceans apart
Even my touch on this night wouldn’t suffice
There are answers she needs to questions I know
And I haven’t even heard them yet, but I know
There is something about the night when it’s quiet
Hurt can be felt like a weight unseen
But its presence is as alive as the breath you’re
taking
The later the night gets the heavier hurt feels
Until she’s exhausted and sleep claims her mind
Will be her only reprieve.
Dean Jéan-Pierre
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