Midnight Morning

My consistency
Leaves much to be desired
By seat of pants flown

But even by dawn
The midnight sun sparkles here
I remember you

Day late, dollar short
Do eyes still shine on your side?
Timing set aside?

The days keep coming
For this man keeps getting up
Even torn in twain

I still remember
Like an indelible mark
Your words on the coast

A message of three
Though it is closer to six
Nine and ten remain

Vulnerable state
Renegade paranoia
Still I weathered it

I will see no end
Except starry eyes shining
For eep is perfect 

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