Komorebi
That's your silly laugh the one that's not so loud somehow, it aches my heart Your stillness I get mesmerized I feel like getting injected with morphine 3 moles I can only see them and want to keep them in a musical box they make a constellation I would follow as a sailor and the smile the cute pink before your teeth and how it gets me to smile first last, your whole existence your hands the sound of your siren voice the way your hair moves with the breeze how your shadow follows you when you dance oh God, you're my komorebi
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