Maybe there's an intelligence that guides the smile
serving the brain to think it's all worthwhile.
Maybe the smile seeks a mate not to love but to fascinate.
Maybe the smile opens a path where your natural self is camouflaged.
Maybe the smile reverses the mirror, first the suave you then the sinner.
Maybe the smile suggests a weakness, a returned pressure of touch, a nervous laugh too much.
Maybe the smile completes the ring of wondering where you're going and where you've been.
Maybe the smile defines the you in me, not a complication or an unsolved mystery, but a bright path of light in the grey slate sky of uncertainty.
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A poignant bit of verse written with clarity of thought and mind. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.