Such simple shift of tooth and lip,Smile!
As flexing muscles ripple richest pores,
A surging tide climbs skin-strewn beach
Ere thought recedes from melancholy.

This merry departure of lip from chin
Vaults star’s breaths into windows absent pane
 Lending a soul such spark as to beguile
 Within this mystery we call a smile.

-Charles Baldon, March 2013