inside the city blood

in the backyard saying hello to the stars
nightlights underneath the snow glow
sometimes the breath is seen and in the
interest of stealing a minute it becomes a dream
directing me to seek a silent moment of darkness
eventually you have to feel the moon shine
tonight i will make this air sing
hold my head high as i laugh
equally glad and thinking as i sip
coffee just to make my insides warm up
if we could i would fly us to warm beaches tonight
these days we stay where we are the most comfy
yellow candlelight is flickering and soft
because i want to be near your sleeping form
letting me finally wind down and rest
on the occasion of our hibernation beginning
our space is in a shared calm
doing the favorite thing of sharing time
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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