In a world awash with hues of gray,
Her smile emerges like the break of day.
A canvas painted with strokes so fine,
Her laughter dances, a sparkling line.

Each curve and dimple, a tale untold,
In her smile's warmth, my heart finds its hold.
It weaves through verses, a melody sweet,
A symphony of joy whenever we meet.

With lips that part in a gentle grace,
Her smile's embrace, a cherished space.
In every stanza, her light finds its place,
Guiding my words with its tender trace.

A sonnet of moments, shared and true,
Her smile, my poetry, forever anew.
Through ink and paper, love finds its voice,
In her radiant smile, my heart's rejoice.
© JosephMk