A Smile

a smile is what
it took -
and joy welled
up and danced
with laughter
in my heart.

Your face,
it wrinkles in
the lines I
love to trace
to the dimple
on your cheek

and run my
fingers down
your neck.
And gaze a
million years
into your eyes

and drown for
a moment there,
your smile and
laughter sparkling,
washing away
the day's sadness.

They say that
love is madness,
but all I feel is
joy, and -
longing for your
coming home

to hold me -
close
your warm
embrace -
and to whisper,
I love you.

© Eleanor Clark
2 February, 2016