Memory of a smile

What is distinctly beautiful

About my memory of you

Is the feeling in my mind

For your kind of smile.

I can just see your eyes

As they take on

that inner warmth.


These forms, of ours

Are only the outer part,

but they always reveal who we are.

However, the love in a heart

does look with A focused light,

Its vision a connective fire.


Space and time is at a loss

to separate such as we

Whose subliminal natures

do so speak.


And all of this follows

from the memory

of your smile, even as I think.