Smile*

Ah! That beautiful smile I still see but I can’t touch,
It is poked with two sweet dimples; turgid and colored like a banana; it is irresistible,
Should I paint it on the wall for the world to see?
To see your kiss-magnet lips; To see your purity.
But does it need it? Will it say we mean it?
What if the Sun shines, will it dry up and become rough?
What if it rains, will it be washed down the city tunnels?
What if the wind blows, will it bite the wall and lift every tiny gritty crystal?
That smile goes beyond the blinks of our watch…
Smile on cutie to light our tomorrow…
~ Written by Jared Ombui