Her smile

Her smile out-did my wish to be cut off
To hide inside a cupboard or a box
While I drowned in pathos and old wrath

I had been by mental storms well tossed
Measured by the devilish ticking clocks
Her smile out-did my wish to be cut off

I had not realised the fatal cost
Of self-help by a drastic nasty shock
As I drowned in pathos and old wrath

Her smile I let come in, though I was lost
Wandering in the graveyards of loves locked
Her smile outdid my wish to be cut off

What is it with our nonsense and old stuff
That lets each cell of skin decide to shut
As we float in pathos and old wrath?

I took my heart and on it I did pluck
The strings that sang a tune to mercy’s luck
Her smile outdid my wish to hide away
So I swam from pathos to love’s sway