The gleeful laughter was like myrrh,
Dewy, unprovoked,
Mouth opened, like a gaping hole
In Elysium….
She laughed, and I watched,
She laughed like life was bereft of pain;
I looked at her… and I laughed;
Cause her laughter bore a spell.
Jun 6, 2012
Jun 6, 2012 at 12:06 AM UTC
The gleeful laughter was like myrrh,
Dewy, unprovoked,
Mouth opened, like a gaping hole
In Elysium….
She laughed, and I watched,
She laughed like life was bereft of pain;
I looked at her… and I laughed;
Cause her laughter bore a spell.
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