I am moonskin
hiding in
sunlies.

Evangeline,
your words run honey
down my mouth,
dripping in the sweetness
your honeycomb hair
has left behind.

Evangeline,
your Angel tones
glow halo's notes.

Evangeline,
your smile is wild,
dangerous,
carefree.

Evangeline,
dandelion soul
sailing through the wind,
a girl I haven't met
but know
from
within.

Keep your honey tongue on your lips.

Evangeline.

I am the archer behind the moon,
shooting it into orbit each night,
glimmering stars lie in its wake,
as sunshine is no more.

I bathe in
lavender hues
rippling across oceans,
drowning sunsets
in their coolness.

Abandon me
in the house
so I may
learn to grow
on my
own.

You don't have to be their savior,
you don't have to forgive them,
you can just cut them out,
and be angry as you want
for as long as you need.

People like you,
put meaning behind
the word
Beautiful.