Amongst the darkness as daylight 

gives in to nights we yearn for,

will we find the solace which has 

evaded us for hours. 

Comfort comes unknowingly, not 

always in the presence of others.

Alone, but not lonely. Contentment

requires compassion.

Companionship is illusive, at times,

when it is better left unsaid. Unspoken.

With whom would you tell when

unaware of what to say.

© 2026 j.g. lewis