Curves

An effortless action,

A treat to sore eyes,

Your curves; your smile.

As simple as it may strike,

Causing waves in other's hearts,

Your smile,

Hides who you are.

An insatiable mind,

Matched by physical rigor,

Not as sweet and simple,

Mysterious.

A puzzle whose pieces I am yet to determine,

Or if I fit anywhere.

A journey full of thrill,

Something new discovered in each exchange;

It's nothing I don't know,

Like a reflection,

It all seems.

Is it just me, I ache to know,

Who sees there's more,

To arbitrary greetings.

I say, let go;

For the leap asks for a jump.

The world is relative,

And as we seek more of us in others,

We bring out the best of them;

That's what you do.

You are a genius humbled by the curves of your lips,

And I am in awe.