The Valley of A Smile

T'was the most serene valley you ever laid your eyes on,

Undulating land on either side,

So high and so deep simultaneously, 

What magic is this, what sorcery: On what canvas was it drawn?

As you look into this chasm of seduction, you hear your soul warn & chide,

Already it is too late, you smile and you know that you are in too deep, instantaneously;

For Her smile is not like other smiles, 

The gorgeous curves of Her lips and the sound they make when they part,

This is a sight to behold, it grips you in wonder every time you witness it,

You wonder, what is this feeling, this ecstatic thunder: the emotions that smile compiles,
Immobilization of time itself, as the sight of this valley, bears heavy on your heart,
A wish to explore more, go beyond this enchanting valley; To these desires, you admit;

There is so much to see, so much to feel, you do not wish to waste time in superfluity,
A congenial breeze blows through this aphrodisiacal valley: Her breath,
What bizarre emotions this valley elicits, emotions you have never felt before,
A dream unremembered, a vision of a time lived or unlived? An experience so draped in fortuity,
You know you have altered inside, witness to this serenity, Now you await only salvation: Death,
Such a smile, such irriguous and soft lips: A vision; O! What lore...