That short, bright, fleeting joy
You feel when you inspire someone
Like being surrounded by clouds
And getting a glimpse of the sun
There's no need to say it out loud
Just sit back and admire what has become
YOU ARE READING
Translated thoughts
PoetryJust a book where I put all the emotions I don't want to show Welcome to my head Collection of freestyle poems (The first few suck. But then they get better. I promise)
