And by the time it landed, you were gone again.

I lie before,

 the barricade of sleep,

held back,

perhaps,

 by caffeine,

the night whispers,

 in my ears,

'are you mad?'

she asks me,

I lie,

'no, why would I be?'

and once again,

the pool of silence,

 surrounds us.

xoxo Camelgirl