365 Days · Poetry

296 – December

Not pretending like it’s the same as another day
Let’s find a spot and just dance our lives away
We foresaw the warning signs and leaped anyway
Into store-bought blessings sold in every shade
Adventures we didn’t know we would land in
Learned lessons on which we weren’t planning
We came back around because full cycles
Imply that a thing isn’t incomplete but whole
We could lose our hearts in never letting go
And give our minds to things we don’t know


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