Written On a Napkin In the Instance That I Heard
This was written the moment i heard her laugh...
A laughter splits my silent thoughts and sends me to my knees,
A noise ive never heard before is fresh like morning dew,
yet harder still to remove than frost upon my window.
I watch or rather hear the drops that run like unbroken water,
in formations never tamed not unlike waves above the water.
I am left with audible memories of the sound of a girl laughing,
and freeing my heart in the process.
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