3 AM

3 AM is the purest hour of the night.
At 3, the human mind is too tired to pretend,
The human heart too gullible to build walls

3AM is the most imprudent hour of the night
At 3, the eyes are too heavy to find caution
The words too rogue to be chaste

3 AM is the most impatient hour of the night
At 3, the hands are too impatient to hold an empty glass
The mind too anxious to reach amnesia
The heart restless to forget her.





3 AM is the most pensive hour of the night
The drunk brain thinking its most sober thoughts
The heart finding a sudden clarity in its pain
The soul finally admitting its defeat to love

3 AM is the most veracious hour of the night.
At 3, the eyes that are too tired to see, conceive the most perfect of dreams
The mind too inebriate to think, meditates upon her face
The heart too clinched to love, Loves.