Jen Juice

Ways to never concede in a room full of deceit…
And never thought I’d say the things I do at times I do..
And then the fair-weathered thought flows off my shoulder
To yours
Just the boys come and go and I walk away
Just like I always do – they say….
Bet you never thought who you were dealin’
With till now…
You see me when I left you in your fevered
Embrace
I bet you thought you could tailgate my rendered
Love for you
But the truth hurts when I’m not the one that gets attached
The salvation of letting go is free(er) than the impending
Sleeping alone…that feels so free
When I turn….I let go…cuz
Space and love equal letting go…
That’s the way I am – don’t think I ever look back
Cuz I am who I am…smiles, zen and all…
Don’t ever think you knew that…
Till now….

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