She steals my dreams with her smile.
The lines of happiness, a gleam of perfection
It’s all that I know.
Even the gloss of sadness does not but magnify
The beauty of her eyes
And the soul they mean to represent.
But the beauty of pain cannot be seen
By those who cry the tears
And she does not deserve to hurt
For the sake of those around her.
Life, love, and those too far away
Will bring about her a beauty unwanted
But the happiness will return anew
And my dreams will once again be hers.