from inspiration

fear is a stranger in this house
rushing to just get the day finished
once i see you the energy hits
making you content
is one of the only things i live for
nights where you curl up warm and comfy
stay in my memory as a truly happy moment
playing lullaby in my head like a turkey stew or p.b.and j
if i could i would give you every present you want
responding to your touch
arrives with me ike a thousand watt generator
that feeling is like
inspiration and joy mixed together
often i come back from the edge when you see
nothing in the word makes me happier than you
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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