Quickly

I don’t get,

How twelve hours simply rush by,

Without words,

Spoken from the heart,

Without words,

Written from the soul,

Without feeling,

What the night makes me feel,

Something scary,

Something lovely.

I think I prefer the nights longer,

And days shorter,

Where conversations spill like poetry,

And sleep only makes the dreams talk.

For I don’t get,

How could a day go by,

So quickly without you.

picture from pinterest.

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