nights.
the bed, the comfort
of
the sheets, the pillow
where we lay
our head.
we rejoice in the end
of a hard
day.
no tears shed, no
worry
nothing gone wrong,
no arguments
per say.
the window wide,
the curtains parted
to a starlit
sky.
night is where we dream.
where we fall
into
the place
we learned as a child,
it's warm
it's safe.
it's home. our saving
grace.
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