compassion morning

coming out of a shell,
on the occasion for a growing experience,
making a change in a better direction,
putting your faith in the courage you discovered,
amaze yourself with gigantic efforts,
step into the entryway,
soak your skin on the warmth within,
individual drinks each hour and
orange glowing rocks on every counter,
nearly feeling the world inside these walls,
matching the mood to the sounds,
order no pizza instead just make soup,
real tiny tornado under the surface of the miso,
nowadays a calm evening is constantly desired,
intense need to lock us inside for a month solid,
not one thing do i hesitate about with you,
got to get back to where we once belonged
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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