Lace Shoestrings To Tie a Smile

Mesmerizing eyes shaded behind the draw blinds. My lips are tied with giggling lace, to mute and smudge absent a feel. A cold fragment, jagged and warped into razor ends. A piece I believed to be lost inside a locker cast into sea, somehow netted from its coral bed. a mermaid to be snagged from the crescent waves to drown a big heart. Words are sweet but can be in comprehension ever so bitter. So allow me to wipe away this painted smile. A smile so vigorous with hope it could have ended the cold war. -Mitch