midnight thoughts
can you see it
can you feel it?
the echoes of a millennium
sitting still as the earth holds its breath
tendrils of a ghost long past
the lover’s caress
cradling those hidden within its depths
we are alive
we breathe, yet you hold yours
they speak,
can you hear it?
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