Half awake, half asleep – eyes flutter
Usually conversant – tongue stutter
Can’t bring it to surface – mind clutter
Try as I may – complete and utter
Emptiness tonight – lack of words to mutter
Some nights she leaves me with nothing to say.
Those are the nights there is more to hear.
Silence for masters has always been the way
To draw the pupil closer, bring them near.
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