I miss her Nordic smile,

there was beauty

in that one defining movement,

a sweeping subtle gesture

of cool, of passion, of love

that was only betrayed by her eyes,

if they gleamed when spoke

it was as if the North Sea

had been tamed and your soul

could float between England,

Norway, Denmark and the Faroes,

adrift in that smile for eternity.

Ian D. Hall 2017