permanent bruise part 2

placing the rock back home
echoing and making a garden grow
roasting and sure and evidentially here
maybe a season to
ache and angst and angry seek
no time out unless it is alone
every night a dream
not a day without waking
taking a taste of everything
being here for her on every occasion
ready to run
unless we sleep
in the still of the nighttime
saying everything
ending the talk with a kiss

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a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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