520 westbound

Like all things, I suppose this too must come naturally

Vulnerability was a real fear before this

With a kiss

Rapidly and magically my elevation 

Completed

Disbelief and 

Every single syllable you speak in

Brings me a sense of comfort and joy

Oh boy

Here I go again with the unfounded 

feeling of uncertainty and crumbled

instituted insecurity

but near you be

and my feelings get twisted and skewed

In to a sensation I never knew

And it aint love

Cuz i'm certain that shit later comes later

With other things along with it 

Like feelings and emotions that I never knew Existed

I'm 520 westbound

I'm coming home for you. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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