Sleep has no use to me,
let dearth flow in the water,
suffuse the air with smog,
but do not take away your smile.

My bed sheets crease frigidly,
covering me with a blanket of ice;
nightmares steal dreams of the morning, and I  
hardened by chills.
Whites of your snow teeth fill my winter,
cloaking me with rays softening my slumber.

There are days when heat shrivels my lips, sucking
the liquid of my body.
I scorch like rusted buds brittle on the ground.
But do not frown;
a sight of your inverted rainbow,
an iridescent oasis deluges my shore.

Smile in the darkness,
the breeze of the moonbeams
cascading my soul. Consuming
my plastered heart naked--the firecrackers
painting the clouds,
exploding beside the obscured stars.

At the sunlight, to the stars,
the clouds surrounding the horizon,
smile. That is all I ask.
Smile at the confused