Poetry of a Conlanger

Saturday, May 21, 2005

Ne plus de Sourires (No More Smiles)

I walk in the other direction,
Suddenly happier than I've been in days.
But then I rebuke myself:
No! No, no, no, no, no!
You have no right,
no reason,
To smile like that!
It's too impossible, you know,
And besides, you remember what happened the
last time you smiled
at something as
silly, as, as-
as that!
So stop smiling, you silly girl,
and get back to reality.
But though my smile has faded,
Another one creeps back to take its place.
I'm happy- I can't help it!


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