Soft oak eyes,
I hear rustling leaves when you meet my gaze.
Magnificent branches wrap around you.
Perched musicians who chirp mesmerizing tunes, ******* me in like a siren's song.
I see you through my purest eyes,
For not to corrupt your pristine haze.
Your beauty is a maze.

Candy wrappers,
Dripping red.
Gum drop purple knees.
Salty.

Legs more fragile than glass.
You pluck them off one by one.
This is why the other kids keep their distance.