MCO

my chest is filled with a golden heart
that burns in the sun’s reflection
when I step into its light
the mind blossoms with thoughts
rising bringing lips that curl into
crooked smiles along with them
marinating in the joy of being
directionless on sunny days in static
airplanes

Author: Erica V.

Always seriously joking and rambunctiously soft-spoken.

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