Your Smile

What secrets are hiding

behind your smile?

I used to know the language

you use to communicate

But over the years we

became strangers

And now your language

is your own.

I cannot tell if it’s pain or violence

lurking behind your smile

Are you remembering the way

my heartbeat would accelerate when you

were around? The way your words

caused me to imagine my own death or

are you remembering the pleasure you felt

from causing me pain?

I wish I could curl into the curve

of your smile, learn all your secrets

And maybe keep you

from ever hurting me again.

Peace & Love,

Rosalind