Innocent youth mixed with a rush
of excitement, darkness, and a crush;
soft skin
(my smile)
to
the touch.
A moment that is realized,
when pride has been improvised.
"What just happened!?":
(my smile)
Par-
alyzed!
A lap substitutes a chair.
Oxygen replaced with air:
literal sweetness!
(my smile)
Of
your hair.
A heavy head not knowing it's lent
it's mind to cause; tired; spent:
lie back, close eyes:
(my smile)
that
moment.
A smile directed like an attack
on a heart that's hurt, with love in lack:
Caught by surprise.
My smile
sent
right back.
Things I like to think I have thought
upon, as some things are never taught:
The life you lead was a battle fought,
not merely something ancestry bought.
Like the sound of an apple being caught,
please,
Learn to seek that which should be sought!
*I wrote thinking about things that happen/have happened and the moments in which smiles aren't necessarily shown, but felt, and how easy it is to not remember/appreciate those times.
**More than seriously though: go get an apple, throw it up in the air and catch in one hand. Listen to the sound it makes! It's friggin awesome!