On the small balcony,
they sit blanket wrapped,
just past midnight.

Earth smells of rain,
cloud dazzling secrets.

As he leans in,
not for a kiss,
but to give a piece
of his past
to her soul.

laughter sounded through the day,
smiles so bright it blinds
but as the night looms close
-- the clock closing in to 12:ooam --
the night is filled with silence
& loneliness creeps
into her heart & soul

《e.i》