Smiling

Smiling.

Weightless and carefree.

Satisfied with life.

Enjoying the breath I draw.

My bliss emanates like a beacon for those who can see it.

I know she’s there for me now.

She’s the first to really care.

I enjoy it.

Her presence elates me.

Her voice causes my heart to race and my breath to catch.

Love.

For the first time, I’m experiencing it anew.

It’s enjoyable really,

A pleasurable experience.

Her existence gives my own a purpose.

I am wanted, but I do not know what to do with it.

So I stand smiling, for there is nothing else I can do.

Smiling at my life.

Smiling at her.

Just smiling.