if there's a secret
that stillness keeps,
if we share
a secret stillness
still kept deep,
-then the wind keeps it
in your eyes-
or if it keeps wild love alive
by twisting strange nights
into untamed firefly songs,
-or sings you to sleep-
it slumbers,
-while
the whole wind whispers
your name-
and keeps still at night
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