Daily poem project day 11 “Night”

Day 11 “Night”
We rarely say goodnight because our bedtimes are typically around 5 am. Turning off our devices as the early morning light creeps through the blinds. We’ve spent hours talking about random topics. Wide awake as if it’s Midday. Or maybe we were fighting sleep. Insomnia winning this battle. I surrender to you. The nighttime. When everyone’s asleep and there’s this quiet sound of peace. My bed is comfy but this itch in me wants to roam the streets.  C’mon! lets dance under the streetlights. Hide in tunnels whenever we hear a sound.
You’re right I should sleep now. Good day my love. 

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