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Silent love
Is it me, do I matter?,
In the depths of midnight's grasp?
Amidst the stars that gather,
And the moon's soft, gentle rasp?
Silent whispers fill the air,
Yearning to be spoken,
Seeking depths we both share,
Is it me you've chosen?
© millie raybould
In the depths of midnight's grasp?
Amidst the stars that gather,
And the moon's soft, gentle rasp?
Silent whispers fill the air,
Yearning to be spoken,
Seeking depths we both share,
Is it me you've chosen?
© millie raybould
