"reahearsed" poems
Your smile lights my world
Sets it all ablaze
Crooked yet perfect
In every way
When it dances across your face
I smile too
Because how could i not when
The dimple on your left cheek
The creases under your eyes
The light in your irises
Hits your face like a tidal wave of beauty
Your smile isnt some beauty-pageant smile
Not reahearsed
Practiced
Plastic
Cold
Its a smile like sunrays
Warm
Happy
inviting
Playful
Beautiful
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 11:09 PM UTC