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Your lips, face and cheeks might be strained
With all the fake smiles and fake image
With all the flashing cameras and loud reporters
With the perfect image and forced laughs
Maybe that's why
I fell in love with your quirks
With your open mouthed loud laughs
With your toothed smile
With your made up scrunched nose and silly eyes
With your silliness
Maybe the perfection passed through me
And the quirkiness reflected itself into my heart and etched in my brain
For the cameras was blinding and all I was able to see
Was your silly smile and your bright quirky shine
Because on the cold days your warm smile is the only thing I remembers
YOU ARE READING
Scintilla
Poetrysomething you might want to read when you're too drunk in love you don't remember what being sober feels like
