What a magic feeling he could bring?,
When the top row of teeth were showing,
A deep curve in his lips makes the world stops around him,
The prettiest thing in this world I've ever seen,
For it extends to your eyes and deep to your soul,
Surely in him you will hardly fall,
There is something about the way he smiled,
The way he makes my butterflies so alive,
My fear whisked away like a bunch of fruit-flies,
Caught in a heavy gust of wind saught in my eyes,
The warm glow his happiness gives,
Is the way the sun toppled from the sky makes me want to live,
His smile is a ray of sunshine, and I am the sunburn,
And for each curves I got, I would never return,
'Cause the shape of his lips representing the crescent above,
And just for his smile, to him I'll make love,
His smile shone like a stars after dark with no...