minutes to midnight

I steal moments between now and midnight
to have a quiet conversation with you

more often than not you pretend to listen
though you’ve heard the tale
a thousand times before

a story about a girl lost in the forest
though surrounded by silence
at times interrupted with leaves’ rustling,
found it somewhat familiar
and easier to breathe

always you wait
till I get to the end of the piece
and we end our moments
not speaking but saying so much
for we know there’ll be more
between now and midnight


© annie scribes 2017
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