charged conversation

changes come to those who face it
having a ton of hours to think
and not one person to share my thoughts then
right when i lose hope you show up
getting better and better each passing minute
even as it flies out the window like an escaped bird
doing anything you want me to is like
coming out of a rainstorm to a hug and warm fire
once the feeling return to the toes then
no pain or ache will last through this evening
volumes of warmth rolling in the oven
eventually the yawning dog lays down
red glow from the
stove means the soup will be good to go
additional blankets already added
to the spot we will be shortly
in my arms where you belong
only your eyes bring me to song
no touch from anything affects me like you do
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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