looking for me
there's a smile at the corner of my lungs traversed by the bridge of some memory, when i assumed you breathe in my club, wallpapered into different shades of blue like the sky and sea, and my eyes' color… there is a smile that strips your shadows bored and rambled in your shrewd mind while touchy is piercing your gaze's navel explosively to get inside my gaze's navel, instructed passionately to mesmerize you there is a smile chiseled by the stars' dew and another by the gems of trees' kidneys and many others waiting to see your rays in the mood of untangling the noon's hair, tenderized in the meadow of my dreams every time, there is a smile for everything; one lookin' for you, or one lookin' for me; both can have winter's joy or summer's joy; no matter what, each smile shares a story; that's why mine kiss yours, yours kiss mine
