"There is nothing more beautiful than the poetry I see in her smile" - Stephan
Her smile is the sunrise that greets me each morning aglow the horizon in shades of the dawn The fragrance of jasmine a flow on the breezes and shimmering dew drops that play on the lawn
A hot cup of coffee with cinnamon doughnuts while walking through nature where meadowlarks sing As soft as the petals of roses now blooming where butterflies welcome the coming of spring
The shade of an oak tree so cool in the summer with sunflower fields on a sky ever blue As white cotton clouds float in shapes to discover and skipping a stone is the best thing to do
Her smile is a poem of euphoric phrases, written affection in mesmeric rhyme The song in my mind that is forever playing, desire filled lyrics to always be mine
A tangerine sunset on ribbons of satin that gather each day at the far western skies The stars in the heavens that dance in a moon beam to wish me good night before I close my eyes
Then every dream that my sleep now entices to cradle my heart in a wonderful style All that is beautiful, all that is precious and all that I love can be found in her smile