Poem: In the Dark of the Night

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In the Dark of the Night

You breathe her perfume in the night.
You listen to her breathing, deep and steady.
You feel her arms around you.
You are, as you rarely are, at peace.

No violins. No trappings of romance.
No pretense or pretending.
Just you and her, and the demons
kept at bay.

About this poem

A love poem of course.

The other day the woman I love and I had a vulnerable conversation. For so many years I have lived in a place where vulnerabilities were used as weapons. To be in a place where they are treasured and treated with honor and tenderness is a miracle to me. And I am not one to use the word miracle lightly.

Tom

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