Your Smile

Your smile bewilders me,
It is not of this earth,
It seems to be powered by that invisible force,
Which eludes,
Even the celestial Gods

That pose, that curve of your body,
The hairs,
Touching the blossomed cheeks,
And acting as the guards of that precious smile,
It all bewitches me

Those rounded ripe protrusions,
Are the fruits of your youth tree,
Filled with the vines of never ending passion,
These treasures,
Adorn the garden of my life

You have enraptured me,
Making me prisoner of your charm,
I am so captivated,
Don't ever want,
To break the threads of this knot