Your smile brightens the room,
like morning light spilling
through open windows,
chasing shadows into corners.
It weaves warmth
into the fabric of the day,
each laugh a gentle ripple,
softening edges of worry.
In that glow,
the world feels smaller,
and hope sways
like a flower dancing in the breeze.
Yeah, I finally got this idea written in a relatively decent way. If you saw the person who's beauty inspired this, it would be clearly evident that this poem is drastically inadequate. I'll keep working on it to try and get it better. I'm confident I can. This person's beauty (inner and outward) just strikes me every time I see her. Sorta strikes me dumb. Type of person everyone is always happy to be around. A relatively rare type of person. A blessing. Just cool. I'm sure you've probably met at least one person like this.