Maia Padua

(Virgo / City of Gentle People)

A SMILE, a soul's delight


Words from her heart
Can be seen from the smiles on her lips
Smile that speaks million of reasons
How to love and live with life
Smile that speaks hundreds of meanings,
What is life, what is love?
If it’s really worth living;
Or a love worth fighting for

Alluring as she is, gentle is her heart
Behind her smile, lies a mystery
for in her eyes mirrored the vision
Of happiness and pain
Of joy and sorrows
Of true friendship and commitment
A smile
As clear as the moonbeam
That lights the dark, weary path
Of friendship, of love, and life

A smile, a soul’s delight
A mystery, of love within.


mAia
091909
11: 56pm

Submitted: Friday, September 18, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, October 11, 2011

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