Smiles

You make smile harder than any sweets that I've ever tried,
than any rollercoaster ride that I've ever had a chance to ride,
than any game of kickball at recess, or cops and robbers at night,
than anything I’ve ever done by myself,
or ever with friends will do,
than any happy moment that I can think of, ever,
before I’d met you.

You make me smile harder than I’ve ever been able to smile.
The look in your lovely green eyes makes me smile,
the way your cheeks crease up so prettily at the edges:
Thinking about your smiles makes me smile.