Silence stretched like taut strings
The sounds of the night breeze stirring
Eyes searching, feeling
The melancholy of the night
Between you and me
Lives a story, titled and dreams
Lines being written
Goals being reached
Between you and me
Smiles we see
Songs we hear
Music that heals
This was in response to the prompt at Sunday Scribblings 'Between you and me'
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