By KatyBeth
Date: 29 March 1999

Your Smile

Silly to 
Me, how your simple,
Innocent teeth are wrapped by your
Lips in a way that has me
Eating up your image

And fighting the drone of day
In one desperate attempt
To see you smile...

And to realize again
That light can come from anywhere

Finding that
The candle of my dark days
   The phenomenon I must obey
      The secret that I just can't say

Is your smile.