The memory of your smile
is like a beacon shining
light through the darkness
and though the years
have turned into decades
you still transcend time.
What is the sun to me
it fades away to night
with only the moon's dim
pale light casting shadows
therefore, they fail in comparison
when it comes to that smile of yours.
I remember thinking the sun itself
could not match the gold of your hair
causing it jealously to hide away
behind its fortress of thick clouds
and remain there secluded and weeping.
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