I’ve run out of poetry to describe this feeling.
It’s deep. Yes, for sure, it’s deep down within.
And no, it’s not always all around.
it sneaks up on me
and envelops me
then throws me back into the world’s arms
just a little better.
It always wins.
And it’s here to stay every time
it comes around.
So I’m going to do my part:
I’m going to leave the door open.
for stopping by.