In the early hours of the day
before the sun rose;
You stirred, woke.
To ask me for my name,
that unusual hour you chose;
as I sat silently pouring my heart to you.
Strangers no more,
We are now acquainted;
and I am wary of treading like a fool,
the path even angels fear to tread.
Still...I confess am glad for this day,
though it didn't all turn out my way;
Our moment shone through
the din and confusion ...a moment that did stay!
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