underneath a golden moon
I open up my heart again
this time it will not bruise
I've had a few false starts
sometimes the bottom has dropped
this time on this golden path
there's no signals to make me stop
I believe that love can happen,
tomorrow might make me weep
there's nothing to hold me back
the reward is much too sweet
it may not come tomorrow
it may not come today
it may be around the corner
you can't win if you don't play
I'm sweeping out the cobwebs
I'm blowing off the dust
I'm kicking down this door
I'm ready for me to be us
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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