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Upon smiling at you I become acutely aware...

Upon smiling at you I become
Acutely aware that I hate my smile
Almost as much
As I love your laugh
And you take my hands
And grin crookedly,
The smile you smile only
At me
When I say your name it curls itself around my tongue
And it rolls down my back
Like thick, poetic words

11 Sep 04

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feels somewhat incomplete, like it should have more after the last line. thats the only thing I can offer at the moment, besides changing the title because its already the first line of the poem.
 — ShelbyS

Most poets use the first line of the poem for a title...leave it, it works. I like the second stanza...not sure of the first...seems somewhat disconnected.
 — unknown