Poems from a Sunday Night

Time


Fleeting

Changing

Confining


All experience it’s effects

But only man is bound

By his own creation

And volition


11/7/21

 For the first time in awhile

I can’t explain or define

How I feel


It’s out of focus

It’s out of grasp


But I’m reaching

Yearning

Learning


Letting romance happen

After a decade of time

Like the first 


Leaning

Not on myself

On a friend


For the first in awhile


I’m asking


Is this happiness

And can it be alongside sadness

A little pain


For the first time in awhile 


I realize I couldn’t get here

Alone


For the first time in awhile 


11/7/21

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