The dreamers smile.


It starts with a twinkle
a gentle light that beckons in your eye
a silent witness to thoughts
that tempt and tease
and hint at pleasure.

A witty remark is coming,
it revealed itself just then.

Your mouth purses
as if unsure if it can trust
that twinkle
it is wise to your ways
it knows you far too well.

A laugh bursts forth
and the mouth gives a defeated sigh
and smiles, cause it loves to be happy.

Your face changes
like a light switched on
the whole of you
revealed in a flash
that makes watchers gasp
and lean forward
in their seats.

The most amazing part of this
is that I know
that this outer you
is but a small
infinitesimal part
that makes up the whole
of you.

If they only knew
the inner sanctum
the corridors that live
inside your wondrous heart
the glowing center
of your core
that keeps and holds
that infinite spark
that is you.

You amaze me
send me into spirals of awe
at the sweetness that is
the very essence
of who you are.

If they only but knew
what I know.
The women you know must be blind.
Thank God.

Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

5 thoughts on “The dreamers smile.

  1. Bekki you always amaze me, send me into spirals of awe at the sweetness that is the very essence of who you are. How do you do it?

  2. Mayank, I dunno..it’s just me I guess..personally I don’t really see it. I know Oz’s stuff is way better than mine. I just play with my thoughts and out pops..this.

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