Stillness In the Pure Delight of Night
gently i soothe your soul
we speak of old times and simplicity
quietly i allow the darkness to massage your mind
i lay here holding you....just listening
there are no such things as meaningless accusations
nonexistent are unnecessary blame games
the playfulness is peaceful
the banter is humorous with a pinch of sweet contentment
carefully i comfort the center of the ebony essence that is you
your smile alone inspires a platinum diamond crown of infinity
everyday in the natural palette of progression i am in a new version of awe
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2017
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