Poetry: The Night

By Monica C. Voskamp

 

The window pane is cold

I press my hand down hard

The night is too dark and you

You are too far from me.

 

The room is silent now

I smooth the fresh washed sheets   

The night is long and you

You are too far from me.

 

The clock is ticking time. 

I sigh with slow resign

The night is done and you

You are too far from me. 

 

Always hope. Always believe. Always love. 💕
*Photo Credit: https://unsplash.com/@frankiefoto

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