Joy

Oh Joy how you come at me like the beach waves though. I'm tumbled on the the ground humbled all joy to the furthest corners of my feels. A sneaky one you already beat spring to it didn't you? Done with the teases and little glimses and graced us with full body appearances oh joy. She's an escapee from the garden this one. All stylish even on disguise cap and sun glasses like she's on the run yet she's all joy dressed like the sky as nature's own. -Sw👀

Without the glimses of you I'm numb! We often C😕nfuse functioning with feeling.
Without the contact of you I function. Though as you and I rendezvou in one frequency. I get to feel I come alive more than I already am. You're the feeling I love the most. - Sw👀

Sometimes, I see him, that child running.
He merrily hops on the broken tiles.
The tiles crack and shatter underneath his feet.
The sounds that they make pleases him.
Sometimes, I see them, momentus glimses in the night sky.
They shoot across the glimmering canvas.
I wonder how many, witnessed this fleeting glimse?
Sometimes, I see myself in places I have never been.
I run in the sand, swim in the sea.
I touch the snow and feel the cold.
I smell the fresh air and swat the bugs away.
I see it all so clearely.
And in those sometimes, I am made undoubtly happy.