The life of a key master

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

 

2 Comments

  1. Khaula Naxir says:

    Not a word less, not a word more. Exquisitely beautiful.

    1. You’re far too kind. Thanks!!

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