I need your gentile smile my love,
It carries me through roads without pain.
I need this sunny sky like the touch of your palm,
It brings me a dream that I wish to sustain.
Whenever I see you again, my love,
The time and place could be irrelevant.
We will see each other, and this will be a white butterfly.
Every moment we share will remain significant.
As long as you smile at me my love,
The poet in me will see that as a trace in infinity.
Bliss which this smile brings to me,
It feels like love, so well-known for its variety.
Kristina
Monday August 10th, 2020
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