the creases on your cheeks that fold when you smile.
creases caused by the weighted laughter—sculpted, indented—to fit the face that makes up all that you carry.
creases that crumple your skin of existence, that crinkles satisfaction and appreciation and passion for more.
a desire for more—creases.
more creases to portray the versions you’ve been and the version you are and the will to live.
your creases are your will to live!
and they continue to crease as long as you allow them
to fold when you smile.
p.s. i like your creases.