Sunday, February 25, 2018

Your smile

Your smile makes...

My breath to stop
And my heart to race
Like intoxication,
Like a magic potion
It gives my non-angelic soul wings
Rays of hope of turning my dreams into reality..

Your smile..
Saves me from the ghosts of my past
Future no longer scares
It pours a meaning into life
Gives essence to my living..

And when I happen to be the reason
behind that curve on your face..
I wait for another day
For the Sun to rise again
To witness your spell of magic,
the most heavenly work on this planet..

Your smile..

And
My heart starts to race,
I struggle to catch my breath.. ;)

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