She laughs at me
in the simplest of ways,
no guile nor malice.
She laughs the way
a light illuminates.
She’s incandescent
in her joy
and I fall for her.
She laughs at me
in the simplest of ways,
no guile nor malice.
She laughs the way
a light illuminates.
She’s incandescent
in her joy
and I fall for her.
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