discourse

after power, passion,
perserverence, the sun and
a fever that comes with the
temperature change and a few drinks
and a meaningful kiss but
i just cannot convey
the hundred mile stare wanted
to see you on a plot of admiring ferocity
yet fiesty in a bit more ways
we can’t
interfere with
on a hot mad mess of fierce meat
of wit and wheat and bites of the
place you had hoped to ally attractors
soak in the meaning of being
back together
on the saturday of our life’s weekend
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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