The Mid Nights- Qweisie Sparrow (Pee Kay)

The stars bear witness.
The 12 am knows best.
My blanket is my accomplice.
But my heart understands more.

In those silent lonely nights,
Glued to my phone
With my ear buds;
Only my heart beat understands more
.

With her on the frequency,
The duration ticking from 1sec to 1 hour;
Her voice flustered me.
Yet, only my heart understands more.

We talked, smiled, teased and giggled.
And when every eye closed in the midnight,
We were awake.
Yet only out hearts understand why.

The day we go on our honey moon;
We’ll sing songs of Solomon,
And shall await the midnight,
And share with it our greatest love.

Because the midnight,
Is the genesis of our greatest love
The midnight;
Knows us best.

©2020 voice_of_the_pen

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I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out...

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