Strange Curiosities and Smiles

She danced the room
With eyes like honey gold,
Causing me to believe in
Things like hope
And love
And pain;
And it all came
In silently sliding vicissitudes
From a heart made up
Of lovely moments
And a quiet
Calm
That can give an urgent pause
To a life left stalling
In the wings.
She smiled
From a place I knew too well;
A place where silence is
A thing forgot,
Where harmony
And song
And believing
In such things is more real
And less
Fantastic,
As it so often is here:
Here,
In her world of strange
Curiosities and smiles.