In the pitch black
I can see clearest.
The definition of your outline
betrays the weakness of your back
and the slump of your shoulders.
I can hear your heart thump
wildly against my untrained ear
when we lay in silence-
but only with my eyes shut.
They are white noise, disguising a cry
distracting me from the wrinkles I feel
sagging on your face.
You never say how tired you are
but I can see it clearest
as darkness takes off
your armor suit.
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