#21 Longing

I want to laugh,

unbridled, raw, pure, innocent,

the kind that comes in waves despite

your stomach knotting in stitches.

I want to choke on giggles that

make water spurt out of your nose,

that make talking impossible,

and send you rolling on the floor.

I want the laughter that starts with just one word,

or a look, a knowing glance,

that comes from oft repeated inside jokes,

privy only to those close to the heart.

I want laughter that is norm with the ongoing conversations

that is transparent, unchecked and free from judgement,

I long to laugh a real laugh,

It’s been so long, I wonder if I can anymore.

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