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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