Your smile, it is your smile.
It flickers across your face
So sly, steady, in a slow pace
like a hologram
Or the models on Instagram.
Your giggle, it is your giggle.
It spreads all over the room
So sincere, hearty, full of oomph
Like the screech of a rusty hinge
Or a drum's swinge.
Your eyes, it is your eyes.
They're so bold, left and right
So dazzling, lustrous, bright
Like the starless night of winter
Or a spotless drop of water.
Your voice, it is your voice.
It echoes and sounds so sweet
So breathy, husky, deep
Like the music of rills
Or the cry of expiring shrills.
Your lips, it is your lips.
They seem to taste like gravy
So thick, succulent, curvy
Like rose petals blown apart
especially when you make them part.❤️
©mwaniki
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