her song as perfume
like a garden in full bloom.
Sweet as the lilac trees,
in a warm embracing breeze.

She spilled
her long honey hair
like a waterfall
all over him,
his face and his limbs.

She spilled
her creamy *******
like a bird's nests,
out from her tight dress.
The color of robin's eggs-
Blue.
Then she flew.

She spilled
her teardrops
like a rain shower,
in a large paper cup.
Then she drank
it all up.