.
I wrote her a poem
then watched for her smile,
hoping that one I would see

I gazed on her features
just hoping to find,
a grin right there showing for me

She read a few lines
but nothing much changed,
a standard expression she wore

I poured out my heart
in this poem today,
it says she’s the one I adore

It told of this love
that I have in my heart,
to her it would always be true

Still it’s the same,
her face as she read,
I’m not sure what else I should do

When now as she finished
she looked up at me,
a tear seemed to form in her eye

And then she kissed me,
so soft on the lips,
and breathed an affectionate sigh

She said that she loved it
each line that I wrote,
penned in a beautiful style

Then sighed once again
and now I can say,
in the end it was me who did smile