Poem 11 Hour 11 Comedian


Her face opened up like a gift when she smiled.

Music came out of her mouth when something was funny enough.

Still, she’d cover her face as she did so.

As if she was insecure or trying to hold herself back.

And he wanted her to know that she did not need to hide herself or anything about her.

He wanted her to be completely herself and let the music play.

For she is his melody.

And he is her comedian.


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