A smile is such a magical thing
Like a rainbow that has sprouted wings
Its pots of gold shimmering 
In a dimpled firmament 
Lifting the day
In its 180 degree euphoria 
It is that precious loop
That adorns the mouth 
In latitudes of joyfulness 
Its bearings somewhere between 
The heart and hypothalamus
A smile is a small piece
Of heart that is pulled out
Of its latticed, multi-ribbed house
A little boon of bliss
A bit of love set free
Into the ether of the world 
That beautiful upturned arch
Of rapture and release 
Stirring the organs and the feet
Defying the pull of gravity 
I see your smile 
Framing your face
I don’t know you but my heart lifts 
Drawing its own curve on my lips
A gift bestowed for one received
A smile is that magical thing.