Give Me a Smile

He shrugs his shoulders and

Flashes a wry smile

Not the one where he sticks his tongue out and closes his eyes but

The one that is more reminiscent of 

A contented male lion 

Resting under an acacia tree 

It is even followed by a roar and
It always leaves me hoping
That the smile is what it seems to be and
That I don't end up getting more than I asked for and
I suppose
Now
It would be
The moment for me
To shrug my shoulders