You smile that smile
The one that I see
When I close my eyes
You send it to the whole room
Leaving floating in the air
I try to swallow it
Snatch it all up
I leap to grab a piece of it
But it flutters through my finger tips
It cannot be contained
Sunlight cannot be caputured
By just one source
I can not own it
not to be possesed
So I take consolation in basking
In the radiance of you
Hoping to soak in,
just a litte
And one day emenate
The way that you do
On a whole new room of
Those hunting for light.

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