I stole your smile last night
I didn’t steal your sun,
but I stole your smile last night
while my dreams kept you busy with dreaming,
you dreaming of a faraway land
where people grow smiles in the rain,
and love’s born from lotus mad.
Now your smile shines on my lips,
and uplifts my eyes into the clouds
my face radiates fireworks
and everyone asks me “ what did you do?
you look so beautiful?”
Your smile on my lips is like honey
for the working bees in the nordic fields,
I don’t have an answer, your smile
shines more light on my beautiful face
while words are resting in silence.
I wish, I could tell them
I am only the day thief that stole
your smile when dreams of your night,
kept you busy with dreaming for faraway land.
Copyright © Maria Mitea | Year Posted 2021
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