Yes, I'm in love

She has straight blonde hair and a smile as wide as the Pacific

During the summer the sun kisses her

It kisses her all over from the bridge of her nose, to the top of her bare shoulders

These kisses leave behind delicate marks

They remind her of warm late nights, of sun bleached morning, and of lush green gardens

Her eyes hold galaxies and thoughts unexpressed

The cupid's bow of her lip adds a simple curve to her straight face

I am so in love and so lucky

Lucky because I see her face every morning in the mirror