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His Smile Makes Me Smile

His smile makes me smile.
I smile at the wrinkles in his forehead when he gets excited, confused, or scared.
When sunlight floods into his deep green eyes,
I enter a forest and I get lost in the trees.

I smile as he reaches for me in the most ordinary places.
Our hands fit like adjacent puzzle pieces hinge together.
The light touch followed by a firm grasp,
I hope to never let go.

Every kiss injects both adrenaline and serotonin.
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Friday, December 14, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love,smile

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