Music

She whispered into the dark,
Good night.
And yearned for the night
To sing it’s reply.

Then crackling silence
filled her ears,
Velvet darkness
Tinged her thoughts.

The evening sounds
A beloved vinyl record
Whirling around the
Phonograph of her mind.

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