Periwinkles in the Smile
A poem on beauty
Periwinkles in the smile, periwinkles in the smile!
Twinkle in her eyes, twinkle in her eyes!
Wrinkles in her brow, with love aglow.
Early Sun rays sneaking in through the window,
The moon taking a bow.
I did not want the night to end.
Dawn, in all its beauty, can be a spoilsport.
Go on, seduce the moon, I told her,
And sketch the stars in the sky with your smile.
Dawn must never arrive.