Faith,
born into the romancing
of my tender slender hands.
he makes me laugh so hard
I throw back my head,
I haven't laughed
from a real part of me,
in a long time.
The color that had
all faded into
calloused grey.
develops patterns of red
within these lips of mine
which held so much laughter back.
But now I'm laughing.
all for the sake of my laughter.
and I think I love it.
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