Love Is Possible

Your hair falls softly around your face,

Framing your eyes that subtly twinkle as you smile.

Your smile is contagious,

Forcing those around to laugh with you.

Why don't we ever see your smile anymore?

The storm is passing,

The blue sky is shyly emerging,

But making sure that the storm isn't coming back

Before completely revealing himself.

I'll make sure the storm won't come back

If you'll just smile once more for me.

Please?

The End

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