More Poetic Drivel

When your lips reach skyward
Stretching to touch each brow
My whole brain twitches
Like snakes of trains starting to Krakow

When the smile actually connects
Your whole visage flares
Like a fire of hair and skin
With the rendered fat, they'll make wares

Soap and candles
From my blubbery calorie stores
And all because you smiled
My Gypsy ash, from Auschwitz pours