next day blues

Normally I would not care
Even go so far as to not be here
X marks the spot where the heart is buried
Take a moment to breathe
During the times I am thankful
About all that I have and what I want
Yes I am a unique kind of man
Becoming a knight in the service of
Love and dedication
Using my time as best as possible
evening is my
Solitude with you

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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