You

You do look beautiful 
When you smile at me 

It is not the camera that captures your smile,
And shows it to the world

It is the divine happiness
That wants to come out 
Through you 

To us , the deprived ones.

You

Are you still there?
Behind the stars 

As I can't see you.

You ought to shine 
Like you did yesterday

Or you have to tell me 
How to find you.