Smile
I love your smile. You don't do it nearly enough and it makes me want to spread my fingers, take these hands, and press them towards the corners of your mouth in a childish action of getting you to grin and despite the nearly scrunched arch of your brow you can't keep from genuinely grinning.
You don't do it nearly enough but when you do I'd like to cherish it, think it was only for me, and keep the image in my pocket for days when I get lonely because the distance is keeping us apart.
I'd just like you know that I will always cherish that smile of yours.
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aliensex_fiend) wrote,
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