simple.

Maybe it was truly that simple

Amongst all these mixed up signals

In the catalyst of an evening

And uproarious leanings

You can feel this slow steady heartbeat.

You can let these feelings be.

Accept it is,

For whatever it was,

In the span of morning to evenings.

07/07/17

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Author: gerbilette

Write, edit, be. Write, love, poetry.

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