waydays

The first time
I saw you,
it was your smile.
 
It took years
before you
spoke to me.
 
Then I wanted
to get to know
you more.
 
Before long,
the more I knew,
the more I liked.
 
You are
one
special person.
 
A true
smile goes
a long way.
 
A long way,
on lost days,
if only and alone.
 
It's not your fault
my idea of love
was damaged.
 
Long before
I met you,
I married.
 
Now, I travel
incognito,
in situ,
 
Where your smiles
are packed with me.
And we travel miles.