Her Laugh Sounds Like

wind chimes tickling

bells chirping

a dance across vibrations,

a paso doble into my eardrums.

it lingers.

tunnels through canals,

slides into honeysuckle memories.

there’s a secret whisper–

both invitation and dare–

a taunting to remember the bells

enveloping me with each

Ring.

i choose to melt into her Laugh

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