a little bit in me has a celebration when i see your smile
or your cheeks turn red
it shows me I am able to infect joy
to spread it
to see your smile
is warmth
is joy in itself
I am glad to know that I can make others smile
that I can make you smile
that I can know you
YOU ARE READING
29AM (revive)
Şiirall my poetry has ceased to exist. from my mind, and from this silly website, so here I go again.
