sparkling heart


my heart feels like a warm, dark night. maybe i can’t see what’s going on but i can smell the rain in the air as it pushes past and over my body in little gusty currents. it’s a pleasant place to be, inside my heart, if not a little confusing. and sometimes after a glass of wine it will just spark and light like fireworks bursting surprisingly through the sky on the day after the fourth of july. you didn’t expect all this light and smoke to leap from inside you and twinkle up in your eyes and your smile. but how could that be a bad thing? how could an unexpected spectacle make you feel anything but like you are in the right place at the right time? funny how the rumblings of celebration can sound like little explosions. they scare me and draw me in all at the same time.

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