THE GIRL WITH A RING-A-DING SMILE

Unadorned beauty

of Aphrodite herself

at a Walmart register

sweetens my tea

and makes me wish

I was young again

light in her eyes

only in step-dancers

from Gaspereaux

to Panmure Isle

lithe bones diaphanous skin

a wildfire under control

her smile opens the door

to a cosmic heart

blushes easily

warms space around her

fertile muse

of endearing coyness

gleeful vibrato sings

trace of Irish brogue

a lilt in her laughter

eyelashes flutter

Everybody’s friend

a welcoming embrace

by an untouched body

savored by all

Faith sustains virginity

for the vaginal hills

of marital bliss