A white adorable thing with the golden pattern
You light up my day near the computer
Or my night as of now when my movie screen is on.
Glorified and outrageous in the silver screen ,with six hundred bucks per bucket.
Those were the days when the virus was at home.
But still your memories and scent
Hover in the lanes of happy times
And here you brim ,pop and pop
And the pressure cooker makes the sound
The Twilight Saga ,me and my love ,the forever popcorn 🍿