A wish.
Wistful and Unexpected,
welcome at the right time,
reaching out to reign me in,
so I am safe again.
Sincerely,
some kind of happiness,
hidden away,
until it rains,
and I need to be warm and dry,
a new life,
jumping off the edge,
into unknown depths.
Life is stubborn,
sweet,
sometimes.
Life is such an elusive lover,
no matter how many times
I try to be faithful.
I inherit confidence,
and influence,
from the women I have been,
on days where I was wistful,
unexpected and untroubled.
My heart is heavy,
harmed,
hazardous,
but I feel the future could be kind.
I want the future to be kind.
I want my wishes to be mine.
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