you are
someone
to aspire
to,

from the
very first
moment
I saw
your angel
face.

much like
waiting
next to
a river
hoping
it will
carry you
away.

you are
summer
the best
season
of all

and I am
selfish
sometimes
and it
seems
to be that
way now
with you.

give me
a summer
solstice
sun,


with clouds
kissing
your face,

bare toes
running
free
on a
hill.

your laughter
all that
can be
heard for
miles and
miles...

and only
me to
see you
smile.