Exclusive, and derisive too
knives cutting the me from myself
wounding and harsh
Tentative and unsure
nervously escaping
a quiet animal, frozen in its tracks
Open and loud
free from all constraint, all restraint
wild and uncaring
joyful surrendering to timeless emotion
A secret
a shared whisper that
lovingly envelops and accepts
all those caught in its embrace
Gratifying too
uplifting and justifying
a reassuring wave with a healing nature
to strengthen those it carries away
A unique expression of character
and a reflection of the human soul
This is rhythm, truth, revelation.
This Is Laughter.
Aug 29, 2014
Aug 29, 2014 at 12:08 PM UTC
Exclusive, and derisive too
knives cutting the me from myself
wounding and harsh
Tentative and unsure
nervously escaping
a quiet animal, frozen in its tracks
Open and loud
free from all constraint, all restraint
wild and uncaring
joyful surrendering to timeless emotion
A secret
a shared whisper that
lovingly envelops and accepts
all those caught in its embrace
Gratifying too
uplifting and justifying
a reassuring wave with a healing nature
to strengthen those it carries away
A unique expression of character
and a reflection of the human soul
This is rhythm, truth, revelation.
This Is Laughter.
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