found forever

Fridays are no fun without you
of the many people i know only you
use every bit of time in envious glorious ways
needing a pal, i was lucky to find a
dedicated soul that is more than a better half
from moments like these to the rest of my days
other than being near you nothing will matter
rituals of myth, theatre, and food
evoke connections that speak from ages past
victory over a future that walked the cliff’s peak
enduring a despair that was needed
roaming this reality by your side
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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