When the Moon Nestles Best

Your smile

is a vibrant stamp in the sky

belittling the rainbows

thinking big to mass retire.

Your eyes

shy away the particles

boldly disguising as stars

day and night.

Your chin

Becomes invisible,

when the moon nestles best

in between your cheeks

so bright.

You see these,

all these precious things

between you

and me:

Time can bully me with anything,

but it can never

take these away from me

nor goodbye.

I know,

I just have to close my eyes

to see these masterpieces our hearts painted

to carry through all our lives.

Oh God,

I love that smile!

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