It all begins with a smile, the sweet sensation of a reaction,
Tender sunlight with pearlescent clouds accompanying my attraction,
Wind blowing wild ancestral locks of hair to the far right,
Heavy eyelids protecting deep sepia irises whom wander to the far left,
Little did I know that stranger in white, the one I'll accuse of theft.
For stealing something I locked away forever,
I kept it secluded, and may I release it, never,
The strong desire I cried long nights for was to be torn apart and thrown into the fire,
It all ends with the cries and screams of a gullible heart,
Deranged by another smile who's curved lips were a work of art,
Let us erase the pain that these lips created and become a wonderful thing,
Something I always feared,
Something I hated.
