Sky,
River,
Warmth,
Flutters of tiny wings,
Those were my feelings,
When you first gifted me with your smile,
How so easy it seems,
For one to appear so content,
Genuinely, content,
And the curls of your lips were soft,
Like how my heart turns,
As I took a second look,
A proper look,
Into my own mind,
Trying to understand what it is I'm feeling,
Oh, how so soft,
That smile of yours,
That **** smile of yours.