Broken bits of art

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Broken bits of the sky
Fall to the ground
They fall somewhere the birds don’t fly
They fall somewhere our love is finally found.

 This love flames in our heart
A glowing hot red,
like the flame of the forest
And it creates art. 

Smile.

Had there been a time
When you hadn’t seen your smile
For so long that you forgot
Just what it looked like?

You forgot how your dimple
carves into your right cheek
And how your dark eyes enkindle
With mystique.

You forgot how one side curls
A little more than the other
And how prominent your canines are.

You didn’t remember how
your eyes twinkle
And how, near the end of your brow,
they crinkle.

You didn’t remember how beautiful you look when you smile.

Has it ever been so long?
I hope it hasn’t.
And I hope it never will be.