I crave those late-night talks,
You know, the ones that go deep
And seemingly have no end.
Conversations that let you peer, even just slightly,
into another's soul.
I want to stay up and watch the moon
Rise and fall across the horizon,
while the stars shimmer for our eyes only.
Discussing everything our mind comes up with,
music and art, philosophy, nature, family, and friends.
Hopes and dreams, fears and failures.
Those talks, when exhaustion comes knocking,
It can wait just a little longer
To drag us down into sleep.
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