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Just a poem I wrote about romance, love, beauty, dissapointment, that sort of thing. Feel free to comment! I will likely comment on your work in return...

Your smile spreads across your face like a butterfly,
And glistens as sunlight, reflections of its fleeting flashes
Off of the gray-green blue.  Only,
Your smile does not give the peace of vast emptiness
That comes from the beam of nature, alone.
Instead, it awakens a passion from numbness that

It is real, not just in some novels or the movies,

For us. Oh, how I hoped it was real!
I dreamed the monarch you showed me was intrinsically for me.
My blind heart, overflowing, pled to know you-
What your smile was for and how to make it flutter
Again and again, and you, too, would see mine for its essence,
Understanding this one was special, secure, reserved for you.
 

Author's Note

I'm always up for constructive criticism. I'd rather know than not...