fall

After the terrible

Hurts and struggle in our early years

the weather

died down

and somehow we can get to the

Top of the hills and see stars

and have a few more chances

at finding the sun and somehow

turn the corner

and bump into each other

and a million minutes later

when we curl up

for the evening it

is crystalline bliss

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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