Your smile.
If there is one thing about you,
one part of who you are that I love most, it's your smile.
Not because it is a rare thing to be captured and held close for fear of never seeing it again,
but because I see it so often that I treasure it so dearly.
Your smile melts the hardest parts of my heart,
warms away the chill deep in my soul that I can never seem to rid myself of.
When I wake up in the morning in your arms and open my eyes
I see your smiling face looking down at me,
and it reminds me why I exist.
If I hear you come through the door and look up from whatever it is I've been doing;
you pause while taking off your jacket, seeing me look at you,
and smile.
My world disappears when I see that smile,
fading into the background, all my troubles forgotten
and the only thing left is you.
Whenever I despair, when the light has fled and the world becomes too great a weight to bear,
I think of you and I see you smile and all is right with the universe.

If for some reason, that smile ever left
I would scour the earth to find it and bring it back to you.
There would be no force,
known or unknown,
that could keep me from finding it in it's prison,
break it free,
and kiss it back onto you where it belongs.
For if that smile ever left,
I fear my heart would die,
grow cold and wither like a flower left untended.
Without your smile, all would be lost, I would have no purpose.

So please, keep that smile, and wear it often.
Continue to fill my being with your radiance,
make my life worth living,
because if there is one thing about you,
one part of who you are that I love most, it is
your smile.