you have the most striking blue eyes,
and a smile as wide as the ocean itself.
you have freckles, freckles everywhere.
many more than i can count on one hand,
that i connect not thinking while we are lying around.
you get embarrassed, when i catch you looking at me,
and turn a shade of auburn i only wish that i could do to my hair.
and your laugh, is as contagious as the chicken pox, you had when you were nine. and all that i can know for certain,
is that you are more than i can withhold from, and that i
am hopelessly drowning in your very being.