Candle light flips,
Roars like my Heart,
As I remember you here,
Holding you,
Touching you,
Laying beside you,
No space for a whisper,
As tight as I can,
I hold you.
And I lay here tonight,
The space is empty,
I squeeze my eyes too tight,
So there is no room for a whisper,
Between thought and reality.
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