born for her

Her favorite time of the day
is a few minutes before three
in the morning.

When the mountains
seem to hold their breaths
just to hear what the trees
have to say

and the river flows
more slowly
as though not willing
to miss out on the story
about how strong the rocks can be.

And then, of course,
it’s when she hears
his voice more clearly,
telling her how every star
reminds him of her sparkling eyes
each time she reads the verses
born just for her.


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