your mask hides your smile
but still how I’m struck
to see your eyes laughing
your mask hides your smile
but still how I’m struck
to see your eyes laughing
She made him laugh, a good sign. Then her words touched his heart and made him cry. He wiped away his tears and smiled in the mirror. Yes.
Pitchblack night, no stars. Hold my hand, I’ll stop you from falling – then I fell. Two lying in the mud, crying laughing.
“OK, you’re the boss” he said.
There was a short silence.
I looked at him and he looked at me.
Then we laughed and laughed and laughed.