about the tension between your eyes.
Those two deep, etched furrows
creased vertically above your nose
that appear when you smile
that tight lipped smile
below eyes that do not laugh.
you can’t help the furrows;
they happen every time,
in the moments when your mouth is agape,
when laughter is visible,
erupting from your face
the furrows are absent.
why you hold yourself back from laughter,
why your eyes show only tension,
that you plough into your forehead,
when you could be planting joy.
whether I can guide you back