My smile gleams like dawnlit gold,
a sacred flame no price can hold.
it is my ownβno passing gaze
can dim its fire or steal its blaze.
Some drift through life like borrowed heat,
a whispered touch, a brief retreat.
they warm the air, then fade from view,
as gentle winds are made to do.
I guard the curve that crowns my face,
a quiet vow, a chosen grace.
it carries strength the dark canβt see,
a promise whispered back to me.
And though the nights may stretch and ache,
this light in me will never break.
i do not fold for fleeting souls
my smile endures, my spirit holds.
Introvert.
A monochromatic soul
With a colorful heart.
