Smile

It was your smile;

The one that spreads light across the universe.

It beamed down on me and touched my heart.

Won my heart, I should say.

He reminded me of that,

When he said you have a lovely smile.

He doesn’t even know the half of it;

All he perceived was merely the overspill.

It’s a smile that lifts gloom,

That brightens the darkest corners,

That invites to be mirrored in kind.

It’s the smile I must have.

And now, although I’ll be forever dazzled,

I have this novel feeling that I matter.

Me … I matter? Who’d have thought it?

All this, and more, when you smile for me.