There is a smile, not seen in a while.
A smile to make the heart sing.
With lips that curve, a smile to serve,
A kiss, such joy to bring.
This smile divine, deep red, like wine, intoxicating to the mind.
The promise of sin, held just within, those lips that capture and bind.
There is a smile, not seen for a while.
A smile I have come to miss.
With lips that tease men to their knees,
A smile I'd share to kiss.
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