In the early hours of the morning
When the city is wrapped in deep slumber
When there’s no danger, no need for warning
And the minds of dreamers, giants lumber
Silence smothers the city, a deep embrace,
Everything clear as finest crystal
No need to hide away your truest face
Finally free to tear down every wall.
Alone with your thoughts, your mind buzzes warm-
Free to think.
Listening to the beat of your own heart-
Free to feel.
Finally able to hear your heart’s whisper…
I love her. I am finally sure.
Austin Kuba 