To a smile

Have you ever known a smile to catch fire?  
to smolder in the kindling of a man's heart  
to provoke daring tongues of flame  
and by puffs of darkling smoke  
betray the heat that gathers  
of a moment's quiet admiration?

I should call your mouth an oyster  
for all the pearls it reveals;  
and your beaming face: some far-off star,  
that sailors, in their wandering night  
might set sail for  
and guide their journey home.

And your smile is so much like the dawn  
that on the horizon of your lovely face  
summons all the bright glories of day.