I stand still, confused,
My eyebrows furrow as they stands in front of me
With bright smiles.
The air lights up with their presence,
Dancing in the sun,
Or are they the sun?
They live with arms that don’t burn,
With smiles that don’t blind,
With voices that don’t poison,
Only with hearts that are open-
To me,
For me,
With me.
Songs that flutter a relieved life.
Useless to many since of the questions,
And furrowed brows for
Never did they wonder
Till now.
Bubbles rising higher,
Multiply through the sky,
Focusing on each one till they merge into
One big facade.
You say it was a
It rings slow and steady,
Matching to my rocking.
A folded shelter forbidding the entry of you.
Blinking once-
Twice,
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