日曜日, 1月 15, 2006

There once was a boy, a smiling boy...

...and with each smile, the world became such a place where all souls who looked upon his radiant warmth knew love and happiness and euphoria.
They, too, smiled like the smiling boy.


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I believe that the most beautiful man in the world has found me. Just his very smile, the brightness in his eyes, moves my soul farther than any other experience, moreso than the morning sunrise at Mt. Fuji, the smell of Jasmine tea; moreso than any other man.

I do not know him beyond a few lines from a chatroom. So, we are not connected in any way beyond the smile from his picture. Whether he has an equally beautiful personality is yet to be seen.

But, for now, I'm smiling much like the smiling boy.

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