Is there Anyone ever Truly Smiling?

Is there Anyone ever truly smiling?
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I hold her cold, porcelain hand,..
as a rotten, forced half-grin forms
insecurely by Candle light,..
then ask her why she never smiles.
(or seems surprised.)

How does she stare through me?..
Yet still touch this phantom in my
heart somehow? At times I swear
I can hear her laughing.. at some joke
I'll never figure out! But those lips
(while sweet) don't speak aloud!
(nor have they kissed me then or
now.)

Why?! (I scream) do you ignore
my Amorous Plea?...Is there not
A Soul to see within Me?.. and
will there
ever be an honest moment in which
You produce a genuine Heartbeat?...

Or does my Mind create Love
Chemically?
tell me now my Lovely. (Please!)
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In absence of any formal response,
I begin folding her delicate fingers
back into their former position.
but,..perhaps a Kiss will bring her back?...
Then I feel warm breath like in my
visions! of Darkness, Rage,
and Candle wax!  Yet... isn't it a
shame.. how every candle ends the
same?!!

(once angel blood puts
out The Flame.)

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It must be my curse to sit here..
holding this Porcelain Doll..weeping.
Caressing Raven Hair, carefree
and flowing. Hypnotized by such
mindless Beauty that it keeps me
Wondering!


(is there anyone ever
truly smiling?!)

J.Stephen.H

(This one is about a Schizophrenic man who
falls in love with a porcelain mannequin and
tries (in vain) to animate it. It is an expression
of the tortured madness loneliness can create,
within the shattered mind of an individual left
purely to the devices of Hope, and Wanting..