Your eyes sparkle
like the sun on water
clarity they bring
pure and suave honey skin you have
Ah, your beautiful scent is imprinted upon my
nostril's hair
your scent is their ecstasy
They roll as you pass
and crash
when there's no more honey left
when there's no more sweetness
Your smile takes me to heaven
they're my fluffy clouds
covering all of me, yet naked in them
When you speak
you don't just create words or sentences
you create music, a tune
a tune with such a smooth bass
that if you zoom in
into my skin
you are able to see my hairs being taken over by deep tsunami waves
originating from notes created by harp strings in your throat
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