Lover Rests; Morning stars. – Nina

The morning stars, trains echoing through the city.

I can see the lights at the station, illuminating 22nd street.

Not a soul awake on my block and mine is the only light on.

The coffee maker is sizzling away while my lover lays sweetly.

It’s morning again.

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