Locks glitter in the morning light As a peaceful expression washes over a sleeping face And thick blankets drape over a naked form Sculpted from white Glittering marble Eyelashes laden with starlight That illuminates oceanic eyes Holding a depth in irises And a world of dreams One which the watcher wouldn't mind getting lost in A marvelous mind weaving dreams into breath-taking tapestry Lips kissed by rose petals And skin smelling of flowery fragrance Tongue tasting of honey and sugar The sun's rays braided into strands of hair That falls messily onto the cloud-like pillow And a smile passes over features Softening eyes and spreading warmth A flicker of a flame In the other's chest At witnessing the otherworldly essence and appearance Of such a lovely being.
I went with a rather heavy emphasis on morning and warmth and warm colors in this one, but nevertheless I hope some poor soul enjoys this. I like to think of it as a slice of summer (albeit in the form of a person).