04.04.2018

Sometimes I think with a
Smile that doesn’t reach my lips
That the lights in my eyes and
Yours are manned by tiny
Torchmen who curtsey modestly and
Yet uphold their duty admirably.

I think of this when I see you hear
Me, the delight catches in your
Cheeks, your eyes relax, or are at
Ease, free from the constraints of
Your busy thoughts. I like to think
That then, I can see your tiny
Torchmen too.

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