THIS SMILE

THIS SMILE

You made me smile tonight,

Its hours later yet still I’m smiling bright,

Your voice was beautiful to hear,

Each time you spoke I wished you were near,

With my nerves abound,

I doubt I uttered a single sentence profound,

But you humored me nonetheless,

I’ll admit leading up to our gab I was a mess,

Now begins the hardest part,

The anticipation building in my head and heart,

Such agony anticipation is,

Or am I making too much of this?

I must make a quaint confession,

Ever since we began our banter sessions,

Some people, including yourself, have asked who?

Who inspires the words I write… quite simply its been you,

The girl on the bench, on the dock and with whom I danced the night away,

You are the muse that provoked my words to sway,

From episode to episode, and in each particular place,

All I imagined was your smiling face,

Neither of us knows what tomorrow will bring,

But for now it is your song that my words do sing.

-brad