I'll trace a map
to my heart
with the freckles on your
shoulders.
The weight they
Carry is great,
Even Atlas would
have trembled.

I'll draw a map
to my heart
with the freckles on your
face.
Your smile;
Cupids bow.
Those unintentional arrows
Ensnare me.

I'll trace a map
to my heart
with the freckles on your
chest.
A constellation.
Those stars sparkle
In my eyes.