The Smiling Wall


When I see your face, stern, sprinkled with wrinkles,

Protecting yourself from what others may think of you,

In particular me.

However, as I study the pores, your character,

Deep feelings hidden behind eyes,

Holding the contents of heart,

The uncontainable.


The smile emerges,

Putting all into context,

As love emerges, breaking free.


As it cannot be held hostage. Ever.

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