was it your mouth curl
and glistening eye
or
that dust free dimple
with the nose crimp
or
the way your voice
tickled the rims of my ears?
friendships seem to sprout from
the strangest places and the best
are harvested before they ripen
you know the ones where
a friendly handshake is gripped
before hands ever touch
or a smile forms inside
when the lips have yet
to curl
or the eyes jiggle with laughter
before the stomach has pushed
its first guttural puff of silliness
over a curled tongue through teeth
and out an unsuspecting mouth
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