This dream was penned

Before I took my first sleep

Where I’d look at you

And fall six feet deep

Then spend the rest

Searching your smile

For a warm invite

Something worthwhile

Ransacking the skies

And the morning dew

Looking for eyes

That don’t see me…like I see you…

– Jen

(Another one of those 5 sec types, coming together in my head on a cold balcony night.)

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