Laughter.

April 24, 2018

Please,

always laugh.

When you do,

you get that greenish twinkle

in your brownish eyes.

I can see your perfect teeth

and hear your voice cracking

and see your blush.

You laugh when you flirt.

Please,

keep laughing.

It looks so fucking good on you.

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