Happy moments

the pens of authors tend to bleed

rather than sing with rapture

happiness lacks the layers

that the dark posses as their own

yet the simplicity

that is what makes it

some kind of magic

for a moment you’re

living in the moment

because how could you

feel, think, dream

of anything more than

right now?

because you’re sitting around

with the people you love

listening to that song

and laughing about nothing

where else would your mind

Rather wander?