Joy a cracked window sun spills in— not asking permission. coffee steam curls like laughter from an inside joke. a text: “thinking of you.” heart, tap-tap. bare feet on warm concrete after rain. joy isn’t loud but it echoes. in the pause between songs, you hear it. small things in big light— joy lives here.
light leaks in breathe once floor warm still drip of tea buzz of now wind through thread laugh no sound hands touch air sky says wait smile half-formed this is joy not a spark— more a hum
An emotion
Of
Love
Excitement
Happiness
Confidence
It comes
And goes
It follows
Its own
Path