waiting movement

when i saw you here i
awoke from where i was
it reminded me of where i hoped
that i could be if all the stars
in line ganged up which shone upon each other
now that i telephone call it is odd
give me just one more chance to
make every word count
only this month is
vitally important to my next actions
empty my pockets
make my year special
ease my mind
never trouble my soul
take me home
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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