frost

Today tonight tomorrow next week

of the moment when I have to leave

I can’t speak

I close my eyes to see clearly

I wrestle up a dream

the time to act

has come and gone

and even you don’t know what you mean

equally tough as a fool is rough

and a difficult fact to face

don’t even out the odds

if it works in your favor

the feel of your breath

on my eyelids

your hand on my arm

if I could

I would freeze this

night

eternally

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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