portal to wisdom

Projecting myself into the moment
Organized when the eyes finally open
Rejuvenate this body into a new system
Timing has always been a key and it
Allowed my mind to find an escape..
Lemonberry on the cups edge while an
Orange sun slides away
Final hellos should never exist and my
Wishes to hold you a long time may not be
Intimately connected to night on this occasion
Sent to the part that has imagination and
Directing passion and desire to move
Over and know that we will have
More time to meld together this weekend

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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