It's honest, it's instinct
The truth of your soul
The excitement and nerves
That are beyond your control
It's not just your lips and teeth
But there's joy in your eyes
That's how I know
You're not feeding me lies
The innocence of your laugh
Nearly breaks my heart
But there's nothing more pure
Than the sightless work of art
If I didn't know better, I'd say
You're infected with love
But it's really just beginning
And there's so much more to come
It might lead you to crack and break
Or be everything you hope
Just keep in mind, that with that smile
You see your dreams through smoke
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