Throwing shapes of empty vessels of a love
Born into tomorrows of which you just can’t get enough
I didn’t know the difference
You always looked like love
Emptiness aplenty fits me like a glove
Memories shape a beauty
Boundless in your joy
You’re the charismatic chaos that they want to just destroy
Throwing shapes of empty
Opportunities
Filling me with hope that brings me
To my knees
I wonder what each day will bring and count the yous I will have missed
My joyful hopeful everything
You might even just exist
Photo by Jake Hinds on Unsplash
Jason Joseph Newton 