change direction

can the evening become
home vacation and having a
awesome amount of hot chocolate
now that the outdoor world has become
giving a change yet also
equally as cold as an ice cube
doing a warm soup and
in the heat of the fireplace kind of night
realizing that ice cream on a cookie can be about as close to
ecstasy as it gets
coming over to get you a new drink with
tasty kisses but just enough
interest in the cuddle, candle, and moon to
organize a distraction from the bad movie
needing your closeness more than deserts need water

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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