In the Still of the Night


I hear the clock ticking and the puppy sighing. It’s late by my reckoning, yet I’m not ready for sleep.

I love the house quiet like this. I can hear myself think and my heart beat. In the still of the night. . . Hold me darlin’ hold me tight.

Life is so good these days.

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Filed under September 2014

2 responses to “In the Still of the Night

  1. I like to go to the apts laundry room and do laundry at 2-3 a.m..no one up but me..

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