Your Smile

So dangerous it is for me to write
this poem about you; it'll move me inside,
'Cause we're separated by so many miles,
And all I can think of is your sweet smile.

It's etched in my mind like marble stone,
It won't let me go like a dog and its bone,
Captured like a picture in a frame on the wall,
It comforts me at night like a child and her doll.

So beautifully carved on an angel's face,
And at times the warmest laughter escapes
like music to my ears that echoes all day,
It wraps me up softly in its serenade.

But no matter how far away you may be,
Roads stretched far and wide in front of me,
Over skies and seas, lands high and low,
Your smile is with me everywhere I go.