Oh that smile
The aura of it lights me up
Its glow, a sizzling warmth.
A loud bubble of fiery cheer
Its sound, none compares.
Upon her hair
The morning sun shone
Its weaved lines, a wonder to behold.
Her lips moved
They slowly touched in a delightful tease
Her every wish, I wanted to please.
Spellbound I stood
In the subtle sway of her waist
I fell in love, over and over again.
And our eyes met
With cultured finesse, she whispered ‘Hi’
As her sylph like figure glided by.
I stood in shock
Mumbling ‘Bye’ to the sway of her hips
Trapped in the mien of such bliss.
Anderson Paul 2012