Tell me, lover
Are you alone with me
now
In the break of morning
Stretching and stirring
from sleep
Reaching for the arms
You did not think
to keep
My tangle of hair
Erased from the pillow
next to yours
What of the music rising like the sun
Strumming our souls
together
How far we have travelled from love
To this place of abandoned train stations
with nothing in sight
Are you with me now, Lover
In a secret whispered breath
of longing for a last look
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