Teeth Exposed With Rasp Poem by Cheyenne Rhon

Have you ever had that case of euphoria?

Those words and those thoughts,
that foment torment subside,
within a tumult mind.

Smile!
For what has been dormant in photos,
Where teeth was exposed with rasp.

Like a choreographed dance,
Those features that contrast entertain,
The easily appeased.

While, potential seeps out of your daydreams...
A mirror's reflection doesn't stare aghast,
That's when contentment is amassed.