there, in that 00:00 moment, the world seems to stop for a breath,
and the dark is a heavy, blackberry-bittersweet blanket around your shoulders,
and everyone and everything else is asleep,
and it's just you and the heavy, romantic hum
under the fluorescent flicker of the streetlights--
just you and the cry of a cricket,
sharing a moment of somber, selcouth safety,
Hidden away in that utterly insecure, uneasy sanctuary.