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Mar 2018
He has the softest smile.
His cheeks round into perfect circles
When the corners of his honey lips curl
I want to kiss your sweetness
I want to taste your gold

He never smiles with his teeth
But that's okay,
His smile is still enough to make me melt
Into a colorful mess
A beautiful wreck

Because when he smiles,
I smile too.
I don't know how else to explain it. He just has the softest smile.
Written by
Madison  20/F
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