Small, white,
gapped and shiny
tucked inside
two prolific lips
of sincerity.
A smirk as
elegant and
eccentric as
I’d wish for
A mouth that
opened up
my heart again.
Chew on this—
You made my sad
eyes laugh,
brushing away
spoiled
rotten pain.
How silly of me
to want a smile
I can’t embrace
with my own.
a recipe for a heart
bit in two, or four—
in quiet moments, perhaps
I’ll swallow you somehow.
