“T”

There is a place where tears are safe.

Where God hugs you with His
warm, strong arms and sets you free.

Is that what a bird feels when he escapes his cage ?

Boldly speaking hearts,
messy, loud minds considered beautiful.

Happiness sleeping between pages.
I breathe it rapaciously.

I wish time forgot about that door
so our little idyll could last forever.

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