It
is Joy that tiptoes in through the backdoor
And steals its way into abandoned rooms of
My heart and I wake up doused in smiles.
It is love that spins out to the front and
Flaunts
its wings, leaving microscopic
Particles giggling
into the
Darkness
Of my
Stomach
It
is Love
And
joy
Mingled
In a
glass Of Red
Wine.
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