3 a m. All is well

3 a.m. Invisible like the wind
Rules don't apply to me 
I can write about anything 
I prefer it be about you 

3 a.m. You can call anytime 
It's not like it used to be 
No job to wake up to
I prefer thinking of you

Outside my window in the wind 
The flags clack against the pole
Here I am by myself alone 
I prefer to be with you 

3 a.m. Souls confused as Hell 
Writing is how I tell 
The quiet parts out loud
On the phone a click away 

You lie there wide awake 
Your mind wrestles with yesterday 
I just wrote another poem
My heart is your pillow 

3 a.m. All is well.

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