You...
That smile...
That smile that edges so close to perfection it makes winter feel like summer.
That smile that fills a whole room up with warmth and happiness.
You use it,
In the most sensational way and yet better still you don't even know.
Not a clue.
It makes hearts glad that know you and ones that don't want to know you.
Your smile...
My favorite thing,
apart from you...
....Your my favorite thing.
Copyright © Rebecca Treacy | Year Posted 2009
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