baby girl
that loneliness will eat you up
your nights
become blended into one
your mouth is smiling
inside
confusion is your twin
you nod at each other
in reflection
kiss
the nightingale serenades your
whiskey filled dreams
and her song is on repeat
toasting to something someone invisible
waiting
turning to only see
a shadow of
salutes
the army of forgiveness
has
issued a retreat
holding your own hands
your sancturay
whisper spells
wondering where is your magic...
to conjure
