There is something awkward in her smile
Yet the shimmer on her lips
Can't be avoided like
Light can't divorce shadow
When she says "yes" to a query
My heart can't help to rethink the question
It is the timbre of her "y" that seduces
She looks up and left when pondering
And in that minute flicker of a gaze
Universal matter that sees her expression
Is rearranged into filaments of light
Forming an undeniable mandala
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