Hear Your SmileMature

Early morning phone calls

A happy tear falls in sequence

Down her bronze skin

A jovial laugh escapes his lips

She smiles at the sound of his voice, the knowledge of his crooked grin

“Be happy”

She claims she is; this time; there is no lie in her affirmation

He knows she is

He can feel her heart soar when he calls her ‘beautiful’

He can feel her body tingle when she stands in the sunshine

He can feel her mind as it ticks over with a new found energy

He knows her

He can feel her

This man she loves can hear her smile, even when he’s 3 miles away...

The End

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