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Her Smiles
I crave thy lips though not for that promised kiss
It's their perfectly scuplted smiles I miss
To be frank, neither is thy essence such
That I would seek thee out in a crowd so much
Yet lightning tingles down my spine
When I recall those smiles forever mine,
I offer humbled lines yet no reason comes to mind
Why they should be read by those they find
'Tis but wine, that ruby magic stealing time
Its currents dragged me here to seek solace in this rhyme.
What's to say ‘cept I miss the corners of her lips
For they light up quite enchantingly at their lovely little tips.
