A Diffident Smile

A love poem I wrote for somebody very close to me :)

A diffident smile draws me back,
As from within your timid complexion you're no longer sad;
The frown, once fused upon your face,
Now gone, a grin, erasing any trace.

It's a nice, sufficient feeling, to be the fumble of great ecstasy,
To have a scar, scraped long upon my heart, removed,
Or for you, when gaining a tight grip upon my hand.

So after all, I know that these lines are only words,
A useless jumble mass that without consideration would mean nothing to you.
But they have, within my heart, a simple place reserved,
Where they can live, be cherished, and even when the die, be preserved.

The End

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