The set of your jaw as you sleep,
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The flick of your lash when you peep,
The heat of your hand as it creeps,
Your sighs when your loving goes deep,
All these you's are hers to keep.
And though it pains me, I'll not weep.
For your smile she can not take,
And, that smile you can not fake.
That smile is mine, I put it there,
The first time we danced without a care.
You've worn it since, won't you agree?
Your smile, now, that belongs to me.
Purling breaths she bearly hears,
Sound like sirens to my ears,
Warning me I shouldn't be here,
That it feels too good to hold you near.
Yet in your arms I have no fear,
Seconds they can last for years.
When you wear my smile upon your lips,
My stomach loops the loop, and flips.
It brings a glow into my face,
One that no lamp or candle could replace.
Then the hassle's worth all the while,
Knowing you'll always wear my smile.
It's not easy having a good time. Even smiling makes my face ache.- Frank N. Furter.