A Curve On the Face

I am one of nature’s most grand masterpieces Forget the anti-ageing pills and the maquillage All you need are my fleeting wrinkles on your pretty face And you are good to go I am without a price-tag I do not belong to anyone but I belong to everyone Summon me and like a loyal dog I will instantly appear I am of many purposes Sometimes I tell a great story and at times I am just a mask A facade that hides a story that cannot be uttered I am the language that needs no translation For I am understood by all My presence can make someone’s day a little bit better After all, there is nothing as enchantingly beautiful As the face wearing a contagious illuminating ear to ear grin One that could go down in history As the perpetrator that caused a sweet epidemic …