Smile of the Heart

Smile on her face makes me free Like I can fly beyond my own destiny Her eyes shine with surreal majesty To essence of her soul they are the key When her crimson lips give a kiss My heart burns with sublime bliss Her voice like bird song that old ballad will reminisce The depth of her love is like an abyss Abyss that cannot be replaced by any other word While her eyes pierce like a sword Her hair wave on the same wind in which eagles soared Whispering softly as to extol her every word Hair is color of amber or honey made by bees Their softness and intricacy is accented by the breeze Their beauty will make one weak in the knees Along with a smile that is like a dawn that soul can unfreeze