THE SPELL OF HER SMILE
When she smiles,
All flowers
In our garden
Catching radiance
of her smiles
Blooming
'What a miracle/'
I wonder.
But beholding
Beauty of her smiles,
All blooming blossoms
Turn envious
Of her smiles
And become pale,
Bemoaning
Their beauty
Diminished
By her radiant
Smile;
Realizing
The marvel
Of her smiles,
Spell-bound,
I just keep
Staring
At her smile
Playing over
Her cherry lips,
Blooming myself
Into a full-blown
Blossom.
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