https://ferrydust.com/journal/1096/the-type-of-laughter-that-works-out-your-tummy
(permanent link) slated in prose/poetry
the type of laughter that works out your tummy… the feeling that you would hold this person through the darkest storm.. watch for the flicker of their eyes as they sleep, to wonder if they might dream of you… the name that makes any day worthwhile and the face to make any night bright… who you would walk with to the end of the earth… even when you know you’ll be walking back alone.
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