a dual solo

I like the silent nights, where my voice is clearest in my head. The times of isolation when I feel someone by my side, the arms wrapped around my shoulders. The feeling of security that sometimes goes amiss in presence of so many strong people... I know I feel your presence.

The times when silence whispers in my ear, the breeze rocks me to drowsiness, and the stars continue to talk to me, stopping me from ZZZzz'ing... I know you have something to do with it all.

When I walk along the sands, and feel the breeze, I know you're there; when I feel the seawater between my toes, I know you're holding my hand; when I'm in my balcony looking up at the starless night sky, I know you're looking for a star to help me out. I know when I doze of in the car, I'm on your shoulder. I know it's you. I just don't know who you are.