Monday’s got me feeling like…

Trying to sleep, the cotton feels rough,

I knew it’d be hard but damn–

This is tough.

 

Like hammers to nails,

Like wind-battered sails,

I keep shouting your name…

 

To no

 

Avail.

 

You say it’s just miles, the months will go soon,

But time takes time, darling–

My feelings are strewn.

 

Like leaves to grass,

Like shattered glass,

My heart is a tremor…

 

Your touch

 

A monsoon.

 

Trying to sleep, the cotton feels rough.

I knew it’d be hard but damn–

Love is enough.

 

Like pages to books,

Like bubbling brooks,

My story is yours…

 

Our story

 

You took.

 


 

Spread kindness and cheer, xo
Jackie

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