The laughters definition is not ill will
It's rooted in a feeling of joy during
The sweet satisfaction of payment on the bill
I've never felt something like this so alluring
Heart flutters.
The nerves are ready.
Not as much blind anger.
Just steady
Karma was busy so I'm here
Her time too
precious to spend on things fleeting
There is no fear
However she sends her greeting
In the moon light is where it takes place
Suspecting or not, either one
What I would give to see the movement of the face
There would be great satisfaction when it was done.
Would I feel new?
If only wishes could come true
