Metaphor
Maybe it’s really a smile,
even the sky is lit up;
Transforming the world with joy,
attracted like a moth to your flame;
Possessed by the stormy spectacle
hail beats a cracked pavement wild;
Outrageous loud enthusiasm
rains with the rawness of happiness.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2022
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