The Smile

Her indifference was merely a facade she bore a staggering smile, simple and un-flawed rampant and with ease she displayed the fraud A toying deception lay openly hidden across her face and I was sure it was to me she teased and called with all that beauty and poignant grace. Without a single word she caught my eye with a come hither soft whispered awe it's depth almost made me cry. Somehow, she quickly set my heart afire and my body burned and could not easily withdraw and all that lacked was her own desire A step closer, I smiled back and asked aloud “Do I know you?” as it echoed through the crowd. Her smile never once faltered or faded and she stared inquisitively then chuckled as if on cue "Why would I?" and thus I was briefly blockaded. Without pause or hesitation, I took her hand in mine and asked once again more sincerely renewed “Perhaps we could share a glass of wine?” Her hand pulled away and she stepped back the smile disappeared and now askew with it came that harsh reverberating slap. Alas, I learned that beauty and smiles aren’t always true and lie in the eye of the beholder for beneath the surface the unseen is often misconstrued. The future now cautions me to take a longer, better view and keep more distant and a little less bolder with an approach perhaps sedate or more demure. Remember what they say though about he who hesitates is lost as they grow older so, in retrospect if we don’t try, we never know. So to the lady, that beauty with the false alluring smile look away and give me the cold shoulder keep it to yourself with your opened hidden guile. 8/8/2016 For the Contest Camouflage