if i were to paint him
it's not going to be his curvy eyes
nor his contagious smile
but rather
a flower
in the middle of everything
that's not right
he is happiness
he is light
he is a man
—a brave, loving man
and he's one of a kind
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random thoughts + poetry
Random"why must I look at the sun, when all I need to do is look at your smile?" ~o.r
