Smile
Her smile
Her smile is even brighter then the sunrise
Your lips are soft like two pillows
That smile is what I love
No matter how mad I get
Once I see that smile it brings
I forget why I was mad
Your smile
It makes me laugh
Your smile
It comforts me
I ask myself what about that smile
That makes me weak
That makes me thinks of you
That reach my soul
That changed me
Your smile
I love it
I love you
Even as I am writing this
Your smile
Is putting a smile on me
Even when you are mad
I want to see you smile
Even if it's a smirk
I still love it
Your smile
I see it on our daughter
What about that smile?
Your smile
Her smile
S******'s smile
Then I remember it's not the smile
Its you.
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