A Small Love Story

Silent voices,
in this hour of midnight.
Where a star-filled curtain,
touches her bare skin.
Where this candlelight dances,
to tune of two heartbeats.

Dawn breaks,
filled with promises.
The smell of coffee and butter,
sleepy giggles.
Where kisses to the forehead,
say more than these words ever could.

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