Smile
A smile is melancholy’s mask
clothes to cover soft skin
to send my tears into a flask
to where they have always been
a guise draped upon a wall
your eyes are pleased to see
when the viewer thinks they’ve seen it all
it’s woven like a silken tapestry
Copyright © J.J Bell | Year Posted 2020
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