The drop then liftoff
Hardened ground
The place none go to
The space in mind
The chair of peace
Alright and Calm
Accustomed to the descending height
The moment where the words flow
Like tears or merriness
The clicks of likes
The space of replies
You know
The crowd might be tightening
But,
The smiles here are bright
Your zone of endearment
Not a word less, not a word more. Exquisitely beautiful.
You’re far too kind. Thanks!!