waking up crying

pouring out all of last night’s
lasting thoughts I connected
effortless stretches of knowledge
across the aisle from sad eyes
some places we have visited together
every minute without you here
drowns my willpower quickly and quietly
over my shoulder I can feel
nasty looks and petty emergencies
only nobody can keep me away from you
this is the time I have been anticipating
cut through all the bad you don’t want
herein lies the problem of
evidence that objections are not
arguable in this brick wall quiet room
tangible discussions about
our protectiveness of both friends and enemies
now being worse than ever but
my soul is yours to covet, my dear,
each adventure perfect with your hand in mine

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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