YOU MAKE ME SMILE IN MY HEART

You make me smile in my heart,
Not just on my face.
A pitter-patter, pitter-patter of butterfly wings
fluttering in my chest
signals the approach of your presence.
You lay your hand upon my shoulder
and I smile.
How high can the corners of my mouth reach?
They do not have to reach very high to touch the clouds.
They are only halfway to a full smile.
I am content.
My heart beating so steady,
strength coursing through its squeezes.
I am not only alive, but blissed.