Marie Coffin, _layla rolls across

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layla rolls across
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between your house and mine
between drunk and sober
a universe of stars is splashed across the sky
a universe of words we need not say
the comfortable silence slumbers between

between your house and mine
time does not run
and layla rolls across in endless waves
there are no words
i only watch
the lines of your hand
tapping
against the wall