Joy Yellow Trust

Yellow chris the poet joy is yellow it eminates from within my chest...on the left expanding ever-outwards water from a lake on a ending rain...and ev I worry over the flood, mid-poem to change in wait behind the clouds, but long,. by my faith and trust, come out, and my joy will wash the earth, + water the sky will drink, reunite with its or you could say evaporate... want | I speak from joy, I say what I ‘D ao