Midnight on my deck
sea breeze picks up
palm fronds rustle beside me
Night is cold and clear
tiny raindrops fall
insomniac tears coat cool skin
A dog barks from far away
his lone cry echoes in the wind
hours of night slide on by
Little bats dip and dive
gorge on insects as they fly
silent communication
Close my eyes reaching out
no longer see or feel you
you shut the door – gone
Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words 
Very evocative poem Ami.
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Thank you Sadje. 💜
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My pleasure
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Good one 💜
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Thank you Paula. Was sitting outside on my deck tonight … contemplating. ((hugs))
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