In the Quiet Hour
In the quiet hour
I lean into your
heartbeat's deep well
and make a wish
that no thorned thickets will
prolong your slumber
and that my kiss
will awaken you
and me
when morning comes
I lean into your
heartbeat's deep well
and make a wish
that no thorned thickets will
prolong your slumber
and that my kiss
will awaken you
and me
when morning comes
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