part of you

playing in the storm

a dream a test

ready for the best or the worst

taking a final breath before going off the deep end

only you can bring me down from the cliff edge

following the last grasp of our favorite place

young as we are the time is near

our time is both valued and fragile for both of us

unless I get to go out there is a chance I am prowling

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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