dandelion eyes, rose petal lips
counting down the seconds until our next kiss

like rolling thunder, impatience rumbles through me
because even wrapped in your arms, I finally feel free

the time passes as slow as the color of your skin
honey, sweet, honey… oh, how I yearn to drink you in

and as the sun sets on yet another lonely night
I delight in the way it peeks through the blinds

rays of gold shimmer in, finding rest upon my cheek
all I feel is your warmth and on my heart, havoc wreaks

for even in this golden hour — the time that reminds me most of you — eons will pass  before I am once again close to you