Photos · Poems

Between the Beats

Looking over the hills speckled with
Couples and city lights
Arm stretched along the back of a bench
A vacancy left to rest
Time traveling inside headphones
A lonely current felt between the beats
Your body is heavy
Wistfully still
An emptiness filled with peace

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