We are sitting under a tree pouring dried leaves. Our face towards the sunset. Benches are full of people like us. A park full of men and women, holding both her head and sunset and her shoulder.
I'm just giggling over my head and I'm looking at you. I look at you like a poem stuck in my eyes ... When I saw my eyes, I looked at you. I laugh at my eyes.
Then I was hanging out at their smile. Seeing her with her destiny is what you see.
You laugh, I can't see you there. When I laugh, it looks like the sun is shining. When you laugh, I see heaven.
"He will improve the world when he laughs"