The Grin From Venus

I met a woman, today.

She was from Venus, and knew her language.....well.

I was lost in two different ways.

First, I was lost.....linguistically. Crippled, were my mouth muscles.

Then, I was lost with every syllable that she uttered.

In turn, I tried honoring her with MY favorite syllables.

I repeatedly uttered the syllables, "aughh".....and "unghh"...

..until I regrouped. At least I made her smile,

and what a smile she possessed!

Her eyes, combined with her chin, created.....The Grin!

And though I could only say, "...your name?", "how is the chicken?",

and, "where to the potty?".....we both new the language of the grin.

It's the precursor to every laugh, the explosion following every smile,

and a piece of life that we both adored.

And so, we grinned. And we never tired.

A few times, when her grin threatened to fade,

her smiley-eyes refreshed the muscles in her soul,

and her grin returned.....giving new strength to mine.

Lucky on my part, that I knew a little of the language.....of the Venutians.