The silence of the wet street Interrupted by the sounds Our sneakers make as we walk Following the stars away From the sun soon to rise Thinking that maybe if we keep on We can delay the inevitable end On this night where your lips Found my lips for the first time Changing everything inside of me While you wore a mask of indifference For me to project all my thoughts With my hand finding your hand And you allowing me to hold it I felt hopeful there in those seconds Noticing our shadows growing long In the light of the waking sun Serving as a warning it was time to go Returning home before your dad awakes On the front steps we stood eye to eye With day and night still fighting for the sky I tried to kiss you one more time goodbye You smiled giving me your cheek leaving me With more questions than answers as I stood Alone on the stoop watching your door close
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Musing & Creating with T.J.S. Sherman 
Daylight comes and goes; doors open and close. Answers? Hardly ever. Sorry.
Nice write.
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