You’re a field of strawberries
And every word from your lips falls like roses
Your freckles are astronomy a cluster of the
sun’s kisses, summer child

I see you as you are love child
With a voice as sweet as sleep
You’re a dream a work of Selene
An endless night of passion
Cupid’s creation

Beautiful afterthought
This is all that we are
So with your voice of honey
With your eyes of lightning
That sets my heart on fire
Call me again,call me by name

-v.