one single mother. one spririted preschooler. oy — what a life.
When Sami smiles
There is an alchemical reaction–
I turn from solid to liquid to air,
All that is leaden becomes golden.
A smile between us dances, so sweetly.
For precious evaporating moments,
I am happily lost in the curve of that wide-open mouth.
I see myself there, shining in the lights in his eyes.
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