She smiled sideways once,
from pole to pole.
For four days,
gravity pulled her mouth sideways,
before she retreated into her clouds again.
I could watch her
for days, years, centuries,
and still not know her secrets.
My morning star is lovely, but deadly,
and still I watch her,
hoping to see her smile again.
A/N: This is very loosely based on the New York Times article titled "Venus Smiled, With a Mysterious Wave Across Its Atmosphere" by Kenneth Chang. Link