
The smile.
The most beautiful smile
I have ever seen,
as the sun shining down on the sea
projecting its devastating fire.
As blinding white clouds
in a bright blue sky.
The most joyful
charming warm smile
that I have ever, ever seen.
As knowing you are in the presence
of something much,
much bigger than yourself,
than your world
than what you had known before.
Paralyzing really,
beyond words,
as the softest feather
carefully caressing my skin
slowly running down my back
until I am left drowsy,
hypnotized,
by the most innocent pleasure
I could possibly fathom.
I find myself staring at it
endlessly,
no self control
as a kid staring at a carousel
for the very first time.
The look of a pure,
sweet little girl
admiring the smile on her dad’s face
as she runs into his arms.
The look I had when I first saw you,
that look that gives me away
and makes you grow bigger
powerful,
as the might of time
the relentless passing of time.
As the unstoppable force of aging.
And it takes me back to feeling
as that little girl
looking forward to be in your arms,
feel your touch
as I contemplate your smile,
your blazing smile,
peacefully feeling
that I need
nothing
more.
