Lost

He gets lost in it.

He gazes with his eyes wide and mouth open.

He laughs to himself so handsomely.

He talks about what he sees.

He says that can’t be the end.

He analyze’s and thinks about it all the next day.

It is his get a way time, his time to cool down.

With his mouth covered his thoughts are moving.

when it’s done he sits.

He sits and thinks.

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