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April’s PAD — Day Six

April 6, 2014

Prompt: write a night poem


At Night

At night, when I love you most
I listen to your gentle breathing
Your face softens like a child
and I do not fear your hands

At night, I pretend we are lovers
passionate, yet tender
We are a river chasing stones
and I do not fear the bruises

At night, I do not sleep
this is the only time we are together
I tell you about my day
and I do not fear the yelling

At night, while you are sleeping
I invent our marriage — alone

  1. This sounds like Ia thought I have had and never written-beautiful beebeesworld

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