Sunrise kind

not often does

the angle of light

burst in and liven up this

permanent smile headquarters

in such a surprising fashion

it causes me

to read long before I speak

no matter what I am thinking

you shine

Yawning open doors

and seeking the water glass

before the solar system explodes

sending the offending eyes

across the mind

of a brain floating through space

and when you

come running up for a hug

the

blast

of

thunder

strikes

here

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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